we had to read the instructions as we sank.
In a hand like carded lace. Not nuclear warheads
on the sea’s floor nor the violet flow over the reactor
will outlive this sorrowful rhyme. Vain halo! My project
becalmed, I’ll find I’ve built a monument
more passing than a breeze. It will cost us,
Pobrecito. We can’t buy a prayer. Did you call
my name or was that the floorboard
wheezing? These memories won’t get any bigger,
will they? I think something is coming that will
vastly improve our quietude. I’m growing
snow crystals from vapor in anticipation and praying
for the velvet-cushioned kneeler that I need to pray.
I made this little sound for you to wait in.
2015, Barely Composed (W. W. Norton & Company)
Copyright ©:
Alice Fulton
A few random poems:
- [ I think I’m there? ] poem – Ygor Noblott poems | Poetry Monster
- Олег Бундур – Играю в школьном спектакле
- Crazy Jane On The Mountain by William Butler Yeats
- Виктор Гусев – Сестра
- Where Is the Real Non-Resistant by Vachel Lindsay
- Before
- Sonnet 48: How careful was I, when I took my way by William Shakespeare
- The Night Dances by Sylvia Plath
- Николай Рубцов – Воробей
- Night Launch by Sonya Ki Tomlinson
- The Poor Fisherman
- The Need To Love
- A Walk by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Mountain Wellhead
- It’s Beautiful to See Through the Eyes of the Sky by Walter William Safar
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
- I Heard You, Solemn-sweet Pipes of the Organ. by Walt Whitman
- I hear it was Charged against Me. by Walt Whitman
- I Hear America Singing. by Walt Whitman
- I Dream’d in a Dream. by Walt Whitman
- I am He that Aches with Love. by Walt Whitman
- Hush’d be the Camps To-day. by Walt Whitman
- How Solemn as One by One. by Walt Whitman
- Hours Continuing Long. by Walt Whitman
- Here the Frailest Leaves of Me. by Walt Whitman
- Here, Sailor. by Walt Whitman
- Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour. by Walt Whitman
- Great are the Myths. by Walt Whitman
- Gods. by Walt Whitman
- Gliding Over All. by Walt Whitman
- Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun. by Walt Whitman
- Germs. by Walt Whitman
- Full of Life, Now. by Walt Whitman
- From Paumanok Starting. by Walt Whitman
- From My Last Years. by Walt Whitman
- From Far Dakota’s Cañons. by Walt Whitman
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
