Abyss
by Pierre Reverdy
I was ready for all that might happen
Head lowered
Feet touching my head
And everything that moved in the corner
Against the wall
Opposite me and beside me
The mirror as it faded had begun to tremble
There was a light
Long ago
and the face that I see
Midnight
Would this be the hour
Under the roof the rain-pipe weeps
And a far-off train that was calling
The room stretched beyond the walls
At that moment they might have caught me
Or I could even have stumbled
World was falling over and over into slumber
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Verses Printed By Himself On A Flood At Olney by William Cowper
- The Garden poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Валерий Брюсов – К большой медведице
- Haunted by Siegfried Sassoon
- Life by Marvin Bell
- Night At The Marina by Shreekumar Varma
- Wraiths by Siegfried Sassoon
- What time are we living in by T. Wignesan
- Зинаида Александрова – Новый снег
- An Untold Love by Rixa White
- Михаил Кузмин – Живется нам не плохо
- Низами Гянджеви – Искендер-наме – Страница 3 из 15
- I Make My bed Of Roses by Timothy Thomas Fortune
- Allegory by Thomas Hood
- Михаил Кузмин – Утро (Звезды побледнели)
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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).
