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p79046: Death is never an ending, death is a change;Death is beautiful, for death is strange;Death is one dream out of another flowing.,Conrad Aiken, The House of Dust,death, life-and-death, mortality,

PitTrading101: All lovely things will have an ending, All lovely things will fade and die; And youth, that's now so bravely spending, Will beg a penny by and by. —Conrad Aiken

NGEncyclopedia: Over nearly fifty years, Savannah-native Conrad Aiken published poems, essays, short stories, novels, and literary criticism. He won a Pulitzer Prize and a National Book Award for poetry. Read more:

MpvStreaming: Night Gallery (Season 4: 1973–74) Orson Welles assumed hosting duties after Rod Serling left the series due to creative differences with producer Jack Laird. Episodes included adaptations of stories by H. P. Lovecraft, Conrad Aiken, André Maurois, Fritz Leiber, and Robert Bloch.

queenofbithynia: don't really like admitting to not knowing things even when the not knowing is behind me, but I really didn't know A Swiftly Tilting Planet was a conrad aiken line a point conceded to l'engle for good taste but a point retracted for not telling me

literensics: Le Grand Cercle de Conrad Aiken

pfanderson: In the 1914 edition of that time's equivalent of "Best American Poetry" there is an excruciatingly awful poem by Conrad Aiken, who I rather liked.

tygertale: Joan Aiken wasn't the only member of her family to write children's books. Her father, the celebrated poet Conrad Aiken, created 'Who's Zoo,' a collection of verse about mixed up animals with superb, baroque illustrations by John Vernon Lord. Find it here:

KyleDenner9: It is morning, I stand by the mirror And tie my tie once more. -Conrad Aiken

bettyaberlin: ever read the Conrad Aiken story? Silent Snow Secret Snow

B_Goodness: Conrad Aiken

swordsjew: every time i wake up feeling like microwaved shit i think of conrad aiken's line "it is morning, i awake from a bed of silence/shining i rise from the starless waters of sleep"

ConnieNewbauer: Music I heard with you was more than music And bread I broke with you was more than bread. Conrad Aiken

b2l_Literature: Conrad Aiken - American Writers 38 was first published in 1964. Minnesota Archive Editions uses digital technology to make long-unavailable books once again accessible, and are published unaltered from the original University of Minnesota P...

GatheringFlavor: "What else, when chaos draws all forces inward to shape a single leaf." —Conrad Aiken Wall of Brambles Art by Anson Maddocks

dacianwanderer: Conrad Aiken's grave. Cosmos Mariner, Destination Unknown.

HauntedPoem: Aisling "The one you love leans forward, smiles, and deceives you; Opens a door through which you see dark dreams." — Conrad Aiken Her Interlude:

Tina69911364: Each morning we devour the unknown. (Conrad Aiken) Monday

dacianwanderer: I'm embracing my place as a Californian in the Lowcountry by reading Conrad Aiken and Flanery O'Connor.

daniellic9: All lovely things will have an ending, All lovely things will fade and die, And youth, that's now so bravely spending, Will beg a penny by and by. All Lovely Things By Conrad Aiken

queenofbithynia: getting a wonderful conrad-aiken's-Mr.-Arcularis feeling from seeing the twitter lights flicker & die once, twice, three times, each time reviving in the cold & dark a little closer to the dreaded coffin in the hold, creeping back to your stateroom on hands & knees

Dana_Krystle: Days of Wine and Roses Liquid Dreams (2) But of the heart beneath the winecup moon The tears that fell beneath the winecup moon For children lost, lost lovers, and lost friends, What can we say but that it never ends? - Conrad Aiken Prints: …

ACinTNgal: Also I learned Danny and Jim Willams first encounter was supposedly at Bonaventure Cemetery at Conrad Aiken’s grave!

Kulambq: 'And we do not laugh, though it is strange In a harrowing second of time To traverse so many worlds, so many ages, And come to this chaos again, This vast symphonic dance of death, This incoherent dust.' ~ Conrad Aiken, from '1915: The Trenches'

yourfrienddusti: New episode with spooky poems by Wilfred Owen and Conrad Aiken!

jhvilas: WaPo article about someone making recipes she finds on gravestones:

ManOfLaBook: Fun Facts Friday: Conrad Aiken

graywyvern: "sharply we flower in this foul farewell" --Conrad Aiken

Tina69911364: *the excerpt is from Conrad Aiken's poem, A Letter from Li Po

EmpyreanSeries: “Bias, prejudice, temperament—these are not vices; they are a person’s constitution, they are the person.” EC, Review of Conrad Aiken for POETRY mag.

gowholistic: Halloween Story: Mr. Arcularis by Conrad Aiken on Wholistic

BekahCA: 1930: Conrad Aiken

CedricLalaury: Conrad Aiken, traduit par Philippe Blanchon.

RVL_801: Beloved, let us once more praise the rain. Let us discover some new alphabet, For this, the often praised; and be ourselves, The rain, the chickweed, and the burdock leaf, The green-white privet flower, the spotted stone, And all that welcomes the rain... By Conrad Aiken

ProjectorPoetry: Conrad Aiken

sensitive_bore: h.d. to conrad aiken, 20 august 1933 (s/o to all the “bastard-literary-scientists”)

henryghenrik: Perhaps Lowry got the theme from his friend/mentor Conrad Aiken, who features Blackstone’s story in his Crane’s Bridge-like epic history poem, The Kid. (The figure of Blackstone, RI pioneer and spiritual iconoclast, recurs often in my own long poems - since before I read Aiken)

johnstonglenn: Cleonike Damianakes, "cover artist to the Lost Generation," died OTD in 1979. She did three covers for Ernest Hemingway and one each for Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald. She also designed Conrad Aiken's The Coming Forth By Day Of Osiris Jones, a title that intrigued James Joyce.

GatheringFlavor: "What else, when chaos draws all forces inward to shape a single leaf." —Conrad Aiken Wall of Brambles Art by Anson Maddocks

RGC777: I have done what James Joyce could not! And acquired a copy of Conrad Aiken's "The Coming Forth by Day of Osiris Jones" Same 1931 edition Joyce was chasing too :)))

TaffetaV: Quick turn on Comet! My fave ep of Night Gallery is on! Orson Welles narrating a riveting adaptation of the 1934 Conrad Aiken short story, SILENT SNOW, SECRET SNOW. Parents worry about their weird kid who is profoundly dissociating and obsessed with snow that’s...talking to him

RIPTFF: Conrad Aiken epitaph... COSMOS MARINER DESTINATION UNKNOWN GIVE MY LOVE TO THE WORLD

AJWrightMLS: 1973 Aug 17: American poet, novelist, etc Conrad Aiken died [b. 5 Aug 1889]

ManOfLaBook: Fun Facts Friday: Conrad Aiken

Fixedthatforya: macrolit: “Music I heard with you was more than music. And bread I broke with you was more than bread.” — Conrad Aiken (b. 5 August 1889)

cowboycoleridge: Two lovers move in the crowd like a link of music, We press upon them, we hold them, and let them pass; A chord of music strikes us and straight we tremble; We tremble like wind-blown grass. - Conrad Aiken

cowboycoleridge: The wandering one, the inquisitive dreamer of dreams, The eternal asker of answers, stands in the street, And lifts his palms for the first cold ghost of rain. - Conrad Aiken

cowboycoleridge: Music I heard with you was more than music, And bread I broke with you was more than bread; Now that I am without you, all is desolate; All that was once so beautiful is dead. - Conrad Aiken

cowboycoleridge: Once I loved, and she I loved was darkened. Again I loved, and love itself was darkened. Vainly we follow the circle of shadowy days. The screen at last grows dark, the flutes are silent. The doors of night are closed. We go our ways. - Conrad Aiken

cowboycoleridge: In one room, silently, lover looks upon lover, And thinks the air is fire. - Conrad Aiken

cowboycoleridge: And there was one, beneath black eaves, who thought, Combing with lifted arms her golden hair, Of the lover who hurried towards her through the night; And there was one who dreamed of a sudden death As she blew out her light. - Conrad Aiken

cowboycoleridge: From some, the light was scarcely more than a gloom: From some, a dazzling desire. - Conrad Aiken

cowboycoleridge: 'I will ask them all, I will ask them all their dreams, I will hold my light above them and seek their faces. I will hear them whisper, invisible in their veins . . .' - Conrad Aiken

cowboycoleridge: Separate we come, and separate we go, And this be it known, is all that we know. - Conrad Aiken

ingo_don: Conrad Potter Aiken (August 5, 1889 – 17.08.1973), american writer (poetry, short stories, novels, a play, an autobiography).

ingo_don: Conrad Potter Aiken (5.08.1889 – 17.08.1973), american writer (poetry, short stories, novels, a play, and an autobiography). He was the first winner of the Poetry Society of America (PSA) Shelley Memorial Award in 1929 and he won the Pulitzer Prize in 1930 for his Selected Poems.

Supadu_Tweets: On this day in 1889, Conrad Aiken - the poet, novelist, short-story writer and critic - was born in Savannah. He won the Pulitzer Prize in 1930, the National Book Award in 1954, The Bollingen Prize in 1956, and the National Medal for Literature in 1969.

bufocalvin: Happy bookish birthdays, 5 August to: David Baldacci (Absolute Power), Guy de Maupassant (One Life), Ruth Sawyer (Roller Skates), Conrad Aiken (Great Circle), Wendell Berry (Nathan Coulter)...

LennyBernstein: Pulitzer-prize winning American writer and poet, Conrad Aiken, was born on this day in 1889. Leonard Bernstein set Aiken's poem "Music I Heard With You" to music as part of "Songfest," a setting of 13 American poems, for six solo singers and orchestra.

RayBoomhower: "The wandering one, the inquisitive dreamer of dreams, The eternal asker of answers, stands in the street, And lifts his palms for the first cold ghost of rain." Conrad Aiken, born on this day in 1889

ARTSalamode: Born 8/5: painters George Tooker, Rice Pereira, Ilya Repin, Tom Thomson, sculptor Naum Gabo, writers Conrad Aiken, Guy de Maupassant, Per Wahloo, Wendell Berry, Peter Viereck, jazz drums Airto Moreira, jazz piano Jeri Sothern, singer/songwriter Sammi Smith.

ARTSalamode: "The wandering one, the inquisitive dreamer of dreams, the eternal asker of answers, stands in the street, and lifts his palms for the first cold ghost of rain." Conrad Aiken

Book_Addict: Happy birthday to writer and poet Conrad Aiken (August 5,1889), author of "The Conversation" (1940) and many other notable works.

WaywordsStudio: Haunting and wonder-ful. Happy birthday, Conrad Aiken!

MarkJMitchellSF: Mysticism, but let us have no words Happy Birthday to Conrad Aiken

pauljimerson: It’s the birthday of writer and editor Conrad Aiken, born in Savannah, Georgia (1889). Possessed of the idea to become a poet when he was just nine years old, Aiken set about improving himself with great determination and discipline.

jlorts: Music I heard with you was more than music, And bread I broke with you was more than bread; Now that I am without you, all is desolate; All that was once so beautiful is dead... --Conrad Aiken (1889-1973) Conrad Aiken a great, often forgotten, American poet.

YogiScottL: "The sunshine of life is made up of very little beams, that are bright all the time." ~ Conrad Potter Aiken

NathanFrancis__: Silent as though in evening contemplation Weaves the bat under the gathering stars. Silent as dew, we seek new incarnation, Meditate new avatars. Poems:

plastic_bio: Music I heard with you was more than music,And bread I broke with you was more than bread;Now that I am without you, all is desolate;All that was once so beautiful is dead. - Conrad Aiken

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markiske: The Scofield / Issue 2.2 / Conrad Aiken & Consciousness.pdf - Google Drive

CQDrex: "Remember (when time comes) how chaos died to shape the shining leaf." -Conrad Aiken

twelvetreesbook: New arrival from the vault of Great-Great-Uncle JohnCostumes By Eros by Conrad Aiken

johnstonglenn: OTD in 1961 Malcolm Cowley wrote to Conrad Aiken following the death of Ernest Hemingway. "It’s hard to think that so much vitality, vanity, unflagging zest, eagerness to excel in everything...that all this should simply vanish."

RomeoFrancine: Milton Glaser Illustration for the book Cats and Bats and Things with Wings, poems by Conrad Aiken, 1965.

LaxPlayground: Waterdogs: Ryan Conrad IN Atlas: Dox Aiken IN UVA apex predator middies

HarthouseJames: A Conrad Aiken morning poem . . .

Wolfy9_: “The heart filled with cold blood…” — Conrad Aiken, from Time in the Rock; “This too to know, the moment of disruption—”

Spill_Words: The Vampire a poem by: Conrad Aiken 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 across the sky, And

ThomasSpok: Conrad Aiken : "Just why it should have happened, or why it should have happened just when it did, he could not, of course, possibly have said"

MelindaCopp: Conrad Aiken’s water view in Bonaventure Cemetery

isidro_li: The fog slips ghostlike into a thousand rooms, Whirls over sleeping faces, Spins in an atomy dance round misty street lamps; And blows in cloudy waves over open spaces . . . — Conrad Aiken

themoonlookson: From PRELUDE XXIX - Conrad Aiken "Compounded all our days of idiot trifles,— The this, the that, the other, and the next;"

lolu_adeniran: Separate we come, and separate we go, And this be it known, is all that we know. —Conrad Aiken, Self written obituary in verse.

ANILAWHITNEY: Before dying, the poet and novelist Conrad Aiken asked that his gravestone be a bench (in a Savannah, Georgia cemetery), so that visitors could sit on it and enjoy a glass of wine with his spirit. The inscription on that stone bench is "Give my love to the world."

PSMHopkins: Beloved, let us once more praise the rain. (Conrad Aiken)

PoetryTrain: Bread and Music by Conrad Aiken (poetry reading)

PoetryTrain: The haunting of Conrad Aiken

PoetryTrain: The House of Dust: A Symphony by Conrad AIKEN read by Expatriate | Full...

SavannahNow: Here's how mental health played a role in two famous Savannah ghost stories.

_MattCardin: 2/ Conrad Aiken, “Silent Snow, Secret Snow” Leonid Andreyev, “Lazarus” Clive Barker, “Dread,” “Rawhead Rex” Laird Barron, "Bulldozer," “Procession of the Black Sloth" Algernon Blackwood, "The Willows," "The Wendigo" Anthony Boucher, “They Bite”

theedgeflying: TODAY’S POEM Conrad Aiken

NameofAuthor1: The hour predestined comes; predestined it departs. Conrad Aiken

GatheringFlavor: "What else, when chaos draws all forces inward to shape a single leaf." —Conrad Aiken Wall of Brambles Art by Anson Maddocks

Mat_at_Brookes: An absolute oddity found in the English block archive at Brookes yesterday. A collection of poems by Conrad Aiken and with illustrations from John Vernon Lord of The Giant Jam Sandwich fame.

DavidCranmerUn1: Ulysses S. Grant, President Calvin Coolidge, anthropologist Robert Redfield, astronaut Alan B. Shepard, journalist Hunter S. Thompson, entertainer Martina McBride and the poet Conrad Potter Aiken. In the 1850s, Franklin Hughes Delano, along with his brother Warren and

TubunMuzuru: "And one, from his high bright window looking down On luminous chasms that cleft the basalt town, Hearing a sea-like murmur rise, Desired to leave his dream, descend from the tower, And drown in waves of shouts and laughter and cries." -Conrad Aiken

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