The tremulous morning is breaking
Against the white waste of the sky,
And hundreds of birds are awaking
In tamarisk bushes hard by.
I, waiting alone in the station,
Can hear in the distance, grey-blue,
The sound of that iron desolation,
The train that will bear me from you.
‘T will carry me under your casement,
You’ll feel in your dreams as you lie
The quiver, from gable to basement,
The rush of my train sweeping by.
And I shall look out as I pass it,–
Your dear, unforgettable door,
‘T was _ours_ till last night, but alas! it
Will never be mine any more.
Through twilight blue-grey and uncertain,
Where frost leaves the window-pane free,
I’ll look at the tinsel-edged curtain
That hid so much pleasure for me.
I go to my long undone duty
Alone in the chill and the gloom,
My eyes are still full of the beauty
I leave in your rose-scented room.
Lie still in your dreams; for your tresses
Are free of my lingering kiss.
I keep you awake with caresses
No longer; be happy in this!
From passion you told me you hated
You’re now and for ever set free,
I pass in my train, sorrow-weighted,
Your house that was Heaven to me.
You won’t find a trace, when you waken,
Of me or my love of the past,
Rise up and rejoice! I have taken
My longed-for departure at last.
My fervent and useless persistence
You never need suffer again,
Nor even perceive in the distance
The smoke of my vanishing train!
A few random poems:
- 600 Kilos of Muscle and Bone by Rose Mary Boehm
- Après le Bain by William Carlos Williams
- Late Autumn by William Allingham
- Алексей Толстой – Слепой
- A Coloured Print by Shokei poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- EVENING… by R.M. Engelhardt
- Николай Заболоцкий – Голубиная книга
- Robert Burns: Halloween: The following poem will, by many readers, be well enough understood; but for the sake of those who are unacquainted with the manners and traditions of the country where the scene is cast, notes are added to give some account of the principal charms and spells of that night, so big with prophecy to the peasantry in the west of Scotland. The passion of prying into futurity makes a striking part of the history of human nature in its rude state, in all ages and nations; and it may be some entertainment to a philosophic mind, if any such honour the author with a perusal, to see the remains of it among the more unenlightened in our own.-R.B.
- Crystal by Paul Celan
- STRIPED NOTHINGS by Satish Verma
- Владимир Маяковский – Нам бы только вот это воскресити… (РОСТА)
- Алишер Навои – Скиталец горький, страсть таю я
- Absolute Divine by Nithin Purple
- Lover’s Gifts IV: She Is Near to My Heart by Rabindranath Tagore
- Wife Killer by Vernon Scannell
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Betrayal by Priyanka Dutt
- Anguish of Fate by Pierre Reverdy
- Abyss by Pierre Reverdy
- A Saturday Sunrise by Philo Ikonya
- A reason for you by Pritha halder
- A man who set his journey back to time by Preeth Nambiar
- A Longing for Silence! by Preeth Nambiar
- A Heart Divided by Pierre Reverdy
- A dragonfly that committed suicide by Preeth Nambiar
- Encounter In The Chestnut Avenue by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Duino Elegies: The Tenth Elegy by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Duino Elegies: The Fourth Elegy by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Eve by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Dedication To M… by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Early Spring by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Exposed On The Cliffs Of The Heart by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Extinguish Thou My Eyes by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Dedication by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Child In Red by Rainer Maria Rilke
- As Once The Winged Energy Of Delight by Rainer Maria Rilke
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.