BLACK CAT POEMS
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by: Conrad Aiken (1889-1973)
This night I dreamed that you shone before me
Colder and paler than rose-flushed marble,
With dark hair fallen across your shoulders
And face half hidden.
And in that darkness I went before you
And turned my eyes from your
I turned away from your too great beauty,
I fled before you.
Now I remember how in that shadow
You started to smile, your dark eyes kindled,
Your face grew light with a word unspoken;
Then, had I waited,
I should have learned ... what moonlight secret?
What whisper of temples and hills of cypress?
What echo of singing and far-off cymbals,
Gleam of the goddess?...
But I, grown base in
Though all my blood stood still for your beauty,
I turned in silence away from your kindness;
And now I have lost you.
poems by Conrad Aiken