Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
Violet Moore And Bert Moore
He thinks her little feet should passWhere dandelions star thickly grass;Her hands should lift in sunlit airSea-wind should tangle up her hair.Green..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
The Cornet
When she came out, that white little Russian dancer,With her bright hair, and her eyes, so young, so young,He suddenly lost his leader, and all the..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
Prelude
As evening falls,And the yellow lights leap one by oneAlong high wallsAnd along black streets that glisten as if with rain,The muted city seemsLike..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
Improvisations: Light And Snow: 05
When I was a boy, and saw bright rows of iciclesIn many lengths along a wallI was dissappointed to findThat I could not play music upon them:I ran my..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
The Things
The house in Broad Street, red brick, with nine roomsthe weedgrown graveyard with its rows of tombsthe jail from which imprisoned faces grinnedat..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
Over The Darkened City
Over the darkened city, the city of towers,The city of a thousand gates,Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the huddled towers,Over a somnolent whisper..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
Improvisations: Light And Snow: 06
It is now two hours since I left you,And the perfume of your hands is still on my hands.And though since thenI have looked at the stars, walked in..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
Improvisations: Light And Snow: 13
My heart is an old house, and in that forlorn old house,In the very centre, dark and forgotten,Is a locked room where an enchanted princessLies..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
The Vampire
She rose among us where we lay.She wept, we put our work away.She chilled our laughter, stilled our play;And spread a silence there.And darkness shot..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
Improvisations: Light And Snow: 07
The day opens with the brown light of snowfallAnd past the window snowflakes fall and fall.I sit in my chair all day and work and workMeasuring words..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
Our Secret Selves
The snow floats down upon us, mingled with rain . . .It eddies around pale lilac lamps, and fallsDown golden-windowed walls.We were all born of..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 04: Counterpoint: Two Rooms
He, in the room above, grown old and tired,She, in the room below—his floor her ceiling—Pursue their separate dreams. He turns his light,And throws..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
One
One, where the pale sea foamed at the yellow sand,With wave upon slowly shattering wave,Turned to the city of towers as evening fell;And slowly..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
Knock On The Door
Knock on the door, and you shall have an answer!Open the heavy walls to set me free,And blow a horn to call me into the sunlight,And startled then..
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The House Of Dust: Part 04: 07: The Sun Goes Down In A Cold Pale Flare Of Light
The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light.The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the east:And lights wink out through the windows, one by..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 06: Cinema
As evening falls,The walls grow luminous and warm, the wallsTremble and glow with the lives within them moving,Moving like music, secret and rich and..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
Improvisations: Light And Snow: 08
Many things perplex me and leave me troubled,Many things are locked away in the white book of starsNever to be opened by me.The starr’d leaves are..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
Improvisations: Light And Snow: 11
As I walked through the lamplit gardens,On the thin white crust of snow,So intensely was I thinking of my misfortune,So clearly were my eyes fixedOn..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
Improvisations: Light And Snow: 10
It is night time, and cold, and snow is falling,And no wind grieves the walls.In the small world of light around the arc-lampA swarm of snowflakes..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
Improvisations: Light And Snow: 05
When I was a boy, and saw bright rows of iciclesIn many lengths along a wallI was dissappointed to findThat I could not play music upon them:I ran my..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
Improvisations: Light And Snow: 09
This one I saw once and loved, and never saw her again.Shall I count them for you upon my fingers?Or like a priest solemnly sliding beads?Or pretend..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
When You Are Not Surprised
When you are not surprised, not surprised,nor leap in imagination from sunlight into shadowor from shadow into sunlightsuiting the color of fright or..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
Melody In A Restaurant
The cigarette smoke loops and slides above us,Dipping and swirling as the waiter passes.You strike a match and stare upon the flame.The tiny..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 05: The Bitter Love-Song
No, I shall not say why it is that I love you—Why do you ask me, save for vanity?Surely you would not have me, like a mirror,Say 'yes,—your hair..
© Conrad Potter Aiken
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 06: Adele And Davis
s dingy room,The wigs and costumes scattered around the floor,—Yellows and greens in the dark,—she walked againThose nightmare streets which she had..
© Conrad Potter Aiken