Conrad Potter Aiken

(5 August 1889 – 17 August 1973 / Savannah, Georgia)

Improvisations: Light And Snow: 04 - Poem by Conrad Potter Aiken

On the day when my uncle and I drove to the cemetery,
Rain rattled on the roof of the carriage;
And talkng constrainedly of this and that
We refrained from looking at the child’s coffin on the seat before us.
When we reached the cemetery
We found that the thin snow on the grass
Was already transparent with rain;
And boards had been laid upon it
That we might walk without wetting our feet.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 13, 2010



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