<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358623" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The House Of Dust: Part 02: 01: The round red sun heaves darkly out of the sea</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The round red sun heaves darkly out of the sea.<br>The walls and towers are warmed and gleam.<br>Sounds go drowsily up from streets and wharves.<br>The city stirs like one that is half in dream.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the mist flows up by dazzling walls and windows,<br>Where one by one we wake and rise.<br>We gaze at the pale grey lustrous sea a moment,<br>We rub the darkness from our eyes,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And face our thousand devious secret mornings . . .<br>And do not see how the pale mist, slowly ascending,<br>Shaped by the sun, shines like a white-robed dreamer<br>Compassionate over our towers bending.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There, like one who gazes into a crystal,<br>He broods upon our city with sombre eyes;<br>He sees our secret fears vaguely unfolding,<br>Sees cloudy symbols shape to rise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each gleaming point of light is like a seed<br>Dilating swiftly to coiling fires.<br>Each cloud becomes a rapidly dimming face,<br>Each hurrying face records its strange desires.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We descend our separate stairs toward the day,<br>Merge in the somnolent mass that fills the street,<br>Lift our eyes to the soft blue space of sky,<br>And walk by the well-known walls with accustomed feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Conrad+Potter+Aiken">Conrad Potter Aiken</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358623" data-title="The House Of Dust: Part 02: 01: The round red sun heaves darkly out of the sea de Conrad Potter Aiken" data-description="The round red sun heaves darkly out of the sea. The walls and towers are warmed and gleam. Sounds go drowsily up from streets and wharves. The city stirs like one that is half in dream. And the mist flows up by dazzling walls and windows, Where o..."></div> </div> </div>

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