Images by Richard Aldington |

  • Mon Jan 27th, 2014 3:16am
  • Life


by Richard Aldington


Like a gondola of green scented fruits

Drifting along the dank canals of Venice,

You, O exquisite one,

Have entered into my desolate city.


The blue smoke leaps

Like swirling clouds of birds vanishing.

So my love leaps forth toward you,

Vanishes and is renewed.


A rose-yellow moon in a pale sky

When the sunset is faint vermilion

In the mist among the tree-boughs

Art thou to me, my beloved.


A young beech tree on the edge of the forest

Stands still in the evening,

Yet shudders through all its leaves in the light air

And seems to fear the stars–

So are you still and so tremble.


The red deer are high on the mountain,

They are beyond the last pine trees.

And my desires have run with them.


The flower which the wind has shaken

Is soon filled again with rain;

So does my heart fill slowly with tears,

O Foam-Driver, Wind-of-the-Vineyards,

Until you return.

About This Poem

“Images” by Richard Aldington was first published in 1916 in Aldington’s collection, Images, Old and New (The Four Seas Press, 1916). One of the founders of Imagist poetry, Aldington aimed to replace abstractions with exactness of observed detail and apt metaphors.

Richard Aldington was a novelist, critic, essayist, translator, and a founding poet of the Imagist movement. He died on July 27, 1962, in France.