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:
- NOCTURNAL EMBERS AND LOST LIPS by Steve Troyanovich
- How Sleep the Brave by Walter de la Mare
- Огюст Барбье – Идол
- Infelice by Stevie Smith
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Богач
- Aunt Helen by T. S. Eliot
- Николай Карамзин – Стихи к портрету И.И. Дмитриева (Министр, поэт и друг)
- Владимир Маяковский – Радуются ли империалисты-победители? (Главполитпросвет №335)
- Verses Turned… poem – John Betjeman poems
- Владимир Высоцкий – Красное, зелёное, жёлтое, лиловое
- Another On The Same poem – John Milton poems
- Федор Сологуб – Побеждайте радость
- Take My Hands
- Sonnet 52: So am I as the rich whose blessèd key by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Костров – Видение на озере
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
- Old Ladies’ Home by Sylvia Plath
- Ode For Ted by Sylvia Plath
- Notes To A Neophyte by Sylvia Plath
- Nick And The Candlestick by Sylvia Plath
- New Year On Dartmoor by Sylvia Plath
- Never Try To Trick Me With A Kiss by Sylvia Plath
- Mussel Hunter At Rock Harbor by Sylvia Plath
- Morning In The Hospital Solarium by Sylvia Plath
- Moonsong At Morning by Sylvia Plath
- Monologue At 3 AM by Sylvia Plath
- Miss Drake Proceeds To Supper by Sylvia Plath
- Metamorphoses Of The Moon by Sylvia Plath
- Memoirs Of A Spinach-Picker by Sylvia Plath
- Mary’s Song by Sylvia Plath
- Man In Black by Sylvia Plath
- Mad Girl’s Love Song by Sylvia Plath
- Love Is A Parallax by Sylvia Plath
- Letter To A Purist by Sylvia Plath
- Letter In November by Sylvia Plath
- A Lesson In Vengeance by Sylvia Plath
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.