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
- Looking In The Fire
- An Ode, On Reading Mr. Richardson’s History Of Sir Charles Grandison by William Cowper
- Sonnet Ii
- Carnal Knowledge by Rebecca Elson
- The Garden of Janus poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Leto and Niobe by Sappho
- Colonel Martin by William Butler Yeats
- Listen To The Mustn’ts by Shel Silverstein
- Lamp Of Love by Rabindranath Tagore
- Screw-Guns by Rudyard Kipling
- Intorduction to the Songs of Experience by William Blake
- “`Were I a Poet, I would dwell” poem – Alfred Austin
- Николай Огарев – С полуночи ветер холодный подул
- “What weeping, or what dewfall,” by Torquato Tasso
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 131. O living will that shalt endure poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
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