And The Black Scythe With Its Beak of Ibis
by Martine Morillon-Carreau
And the black scythe
with its beak of ibis
I live in
a scream in the memory
No
It was yet
even so
in the ears
A bent broken hoot
so so long to the moon or death
howling
And
like learning
this one
Stop
I say
to myself
But then
Stop
it’s coming
yes
going out
whistling
piercing out
of chest
heart
and farther
bottom of ages
a hole in the belly the guts
all
this found
crossed out screwed up throw away
I
– this read must not paper
and then us
betraying hating love –
haunt
live in a scream
nothing else but
presently
letting filter letting escape
braid with black the white flight
wings to glint
a light toward a peak
and smooth
up to the sky
blue ripples on water
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Николай Гумилев – Командиру 5-го Александровского полка
- On A True Friend (From The Greek) by William Cowper
- Федор Сологуб – Короткая радость сгорела
- Владимир Высоцкий – Нынче мне не до улыбок
- The Queen’s Complaint by Sylvia Plath
- AN HYMN TO THE MUSES by Robert Herrick
- Tu Fu – Tu Fu
- Ольга Берггольц – Пахнет соснами, гарью, тленьем
- I Call Your Name In My Heart by Samuel Stephen Wakdok
- Ольга Ермолаева – Если о плачущих
- Those seven days by Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa
- Олег Чупров – Мама
- Владимир Британишский – В пыльном, душном, купеческом
- Makin’ It Natural by Shel Silverstein
- Moonrise by Sylvia Plath
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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).
