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