Written in the postwar '40s, Conrad's "Summer" seems to have been prompted by Eliot's "Little Gidding." 

     "Where is the summer, the unimaginable
      Zero summer?"


On Thursday, June 16, 2016, Chanan Mittal <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
Just came upon this poem by Conrad Aiken. Well, he writes as well as his renowned friend, the great Eliot did. Wonder why he remained a lesser poet. Or at least less well known. 

"Summer" by Conrad Aiken