Poems by Conrad Aiken

Poems by Conrad Aiken

Dancing Adairs, by Conrad Aiken

Behold me, in my chiffon, gauze, and tinsel,
Flitting out of the shadow into the spotlight, ...

Discord, by Conrad Aiken

The hurdy-gurdy sings in the golden morning;
In the hazy morning,
It sings to the budding tre...

Discordants: I, by Conrad Aiken

Music I heard with you was more than music,
And bread I broke with you was more than bread;
N...

Discordants: II, by Conrad Aiken

My heart has become as hard as a city street,
The horses trample upon it, it sings like iron, ...

Discordants: III, by Conrad Aiken

Vermilioned mouth, tired with many kisses,
Eyes, that have lighted for so many eyes, --
Are ...

Discordants: IV, by Conrad Aiken

Dead Cleopatra lies in a crystal casket,
Wrapped and spiced by the cunningest of hands.
Around...

Discordants: V, by Conrad Aiken

In the noisy street,
Where the sifted sunlight yellows the pallid faces,
Sudden I close my ey...

Duval's Birds, by Conrad Aiken

The parrot, screeching, flew out into the darkness,
Circled three times above the upturned fa...

Episode in Grey, by Conrad Aiken

I So, to begin with, dust blows down the street,
In lazy clouds and swirls, and after that
...

Gabriel de Ford, by Conrad Aiken

He slips in through the stage-door, always singing;
Still singing, he slips out, without a w...

Innocence, by Conrad Aiken

The little leaves that climbed so high
Are blown down headlong from the sky,
They are pelted a...

Laughter, by Conrad Aiken

(Youth Speaks to His Own Old Age)   You, whom these eyes, no longer mine,
Shall see in ...

Nocturne In a Minor Key, by Conrad Aiken

I I will say: I walked alone in whistling darkness.
Or heard a rush of rain through windless ai...

Nocturne of Remembered Spring, by Conrad Aiken

I Moonlight silvers the ghostly tops of trees,
Moonlight whitens the lilac-shadowed wall;
An...

Parasitics: To Certain Poets, by Conrad Aiken

Who are you, now, that thus presume
To come with candle to my gloom?
Think you your candle-ti...