Two poems by Richard Aldington:
1. “New Love”
2. “Evening”
New Love
She has new leaves
After her dead flowers,
Like the little almond tree
Which the frost hurt.
Richard Aldington
Evening
The chimneys, rank on rank,
Cut the clear sky;
The moon,
With a rag of gauze about her loins
Poses among them, an awkward Venus —
And here am I looking wantonly at her
Over the kitchen sink.
Richard Aldington