For Sharon Horvath
From the shadow of domes in the city of domes,
A snowflake, a blizzard of one, weightless, entered your room
And made its way to the arm of the chair where you, looking up
From your book, saw it the moment it landed.
That’s all There was to it. No more than a solemn waking
To brevity, to the lifting and falling away of attention, swiftly,
A time between times, a flowerless funeral. No more than that
Except for the feeling that this piece of the storm,
Which turned into nothing before your eyes, would come back,
That someone years hence, sitting as you are now, might say:
“It’s time. The air is ready. The sky has an opening.”
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Song—Fragment—Leezie Lindsay by Robert Burns
- Between Two Moments by Nizar Sartawi
- Валерий Брюсов – Филлида
- English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 99. ’Twas One of Those Dreams. Томас Мур.
- When You Come by Maya Angelou
- The Fish by William Butler Yeats
- Camelot & The Greek Widow by Graham Rowlands
- Анатолий Жигулин – Горят сырые листья
- I Wake And Feel The Fell Of Dark, Not Day poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- The Voice of Robert Desnos by Robert Desnos
- Олег Бундур – Ужин
- The Call of the Crows by Tanmoy
- Владимир Набоков – Скитальцы
- The Hawk by William Butler Yeats
- Journey with God by Raj Napal
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
