Δεν νομίζω να έχει μεταφραστεί στα ελληνικά, μα επειδή ποτέ δεν ξέρεις, μήπως γνωρίζετε αν υπάρχει κάποια μετάφρασή του; Διαφορετικά, ίσως αναγκαστώ να κουφάνω τους θεατές, εκτός αν μας τσιμπήσει ομαδικώς ο οίστρος. 
Ευχαριστώ πολύ!
Chance Meetings, Conrad Potter Aiken (1889-1973), written in 1916.
In the mazes of loitering people, the watchful and furtive,
The shadows of tree-trunks and shadows of leaves,
In the drowse of the sunlight, among the low voices,
I suddenly face you,
Your dark eyes return for a space from her who is with you,
They shine into mine with a sunlit desire,
They say an 'I love you, what star do you live on?'
They smile and then darken,
And silent, I answer 'You too—I have known you,—I love you!—'
And the shadows of tree-trunks and shadows of leaves
Interlace with low voices and footsteps and sunlight
To divide us forever
Για τον οίστρο, ένα άλλο ποίημά του με τίτλο Music I Heard, μελοποιημένο από τον Richard Hageman.
Ευχαριστώ πολύ!
Chance Meetings, Conrad Potter Aiken (1889-1973), written in 1916.
In the mazes of loitering people, the watchful and furtive,
The shadows of tree-trunks and shadows of leaves,
In the drowse of the sunlight, among the low voices,
I suddenly face you,
Your dark eyes return for a space from her who is with you,
They shine into mine with a sunlit desire,
They say an 'I love you, what star do you live on?'
They smile and then darken,
And silent, I answer 'You too—I have known you,—I love you!—'
And the shadows of tree-trunks and shadows of leaves
Interlace with low voices and footsteps and sunlight
To divide us forever
Για τον οίστρο, ένα άλλο ποίημά του με τίτλο Music I Heard, μελοποιημένο από τον Richard Hageman.