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
- Virtual Impressions by Renu Ayyar
- A Noun Sentence by Mahmoud Darwish
- Robert Burns: Tam Samson’s Elegy: When this worthy old sportman went out, last muirfowl season, he supposed it was to be, in Ossian’s phrase, “the last of his fields,” and expressed an ardent wish to die and be buried in the muirs. On this hint the author composed his elegy and epitaph.-R.B., 1787.
- At The Gate Of The Convent poem – Alfred Austin
- A Song by William Butler Yeats
- Robert Burns: Grace Before And After Meat :
- The Settler by Rudyard Kipling
- que-sera-sera.html
- Thanatopsis by William Cullen Bryant
- The Other Side of Panic by Martina Reisz Newberry
- The Hyaenas by Rudyard Kipling
- Olney Hymn 56: Hatred Of Sin by William Cowper
- Ballade Of Amoureuse poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Михаил Кузмин – Зимнее солнце
- Zero by Robert Creeley
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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).
