Conrad Aiken
Conrad Aiken
Conrad Potter Aikenwas an American writer, whose work includes poetry, short stories, novels, a play, and an autobiography...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth5 August 1889
CitySavannah, GA
CountryUnited States of America
beautiful stars eye
All that is beautiful, and all that looks on beauty with eyes filled with fire, like a lover's eyes: all of this is yours; you gave it to me, sunlight! all these stars are yours; you gave them to me, skies!
blood youth
Youth yearns to youth, full blood loves full blood only.
southern
I'm not in the least Southern; I'm entirely New England.
men umbrella old-man
Forward into the untrodden! Courage, old man, and hold on to your umbrella!
dream lying dark
The one you love leans forward, smiles, deceives you, Opens a door through which you see dark dreams.
i-love-you stars love-you
I love you, what star do you live on?
enough
I really don't know enough about the structure of fiction.
singing ghost fury
We are the ghosts of the singing furies .
loneliness being-alone known
Separate we come, and separate we go, And this be it known, is all that we know.
morning keys wind
I ascend from darkness And depart on the winds of space for I know not where; My watch is wound, a key is in my pocket, And the sky is darkened as I descend the stair.
mad composer improvisation
I always hankered to be a composer - I was mad about music, though I never studied seriously, and can't read a note. But I learned to play the piano and became pretty skillful at improvisation, especially after a drop or two.
fall rain rocks
Ghostly above us in lamplight the towers gleam ... and after a while they will fall to dust and rain; or else we will tear them down with impatient hands; and hew rock out of the earth, and build them again.
horse heart night
My heart has become as hard as a city street, the horses trample upon it, it sings like iron, all day long and all night long they beat, they ring like the hooves of time.
stars lying firefly
It's time to make love, douse the glim; The fireflies twinkle and dim; The stars lean together Like birds of a feather, And the loin lies down with the limb.