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:
- Sunk Lyonesse by Walter de la Mare
- The Frog’s Choice by William Somervile
- Sonnet 35: No more be grieved at that which thou hast done by William Shakespeare
- Robert Burns: Verses On The Destruction Of The Woods Near Drumlanrig:
- Владимир Высоцкий – Песенка про прыгуна в длину
- Николай Карамзин – Из письма к И. И. Дмитриеву (Но что же скажем мы о времени прошедшем)
- Robert Burns: Ah, Woe Is Me, My Mother Dear: Paraphrase of Jeremiah, 15th Chap., 10th verse
- Something by Robert Creeley
- Шекспир – Разлука сердце делит пополам – Сонет 39
- Diary of a Palestinian Wound by Mahmoud Darwish
- Madonna poem – Alfred Austin
- Asleep by Wilfred Owen
- Валерий Брюсов – К Армении
- Out At Plough by William Barnes
- From The Long Sad Party by Mark Strand
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
- Occupy the Wall Street by Sunil Sharma
- Morale by Sunil Sharma
- Finding freedom from invisible bonds by Sunil Sharma
- Birds heavenly by Sunil Sharma
- Afternoon song by Sunil Sharma
- A daily prayer by a kid by Sunil Sharma
- A beach dawn by Sunil Sharma
- The Pretense of Gathering Pebbles by the Shore by Syed Kawsar Jamal
- The Magician by Syed Kawsar Jamal
- Sunday Morning by Susan King Saunders
- Sitting atop the mountain hill by Swami Aaron Thomas
- Shattered Dreams by SWARAJ PRASAD
- Romantic Hour by Suuk Simon Subinimah
- Rememberance of that Power by sylvan lightbourne
- Protest poem by Susan King Saunders
- Od’d(ode) to Whitey Bulger by Susan King Saunders
- Michelle Obama Tribute by Susan King Saunders
- Little Girl Dancing by Susan King Saunders
- Independent at Birth by Suuk Simon Subinimah
- I am not ashamed of myself by Swami Aaron Thomas
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.