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:
- Омар Хайям – Благородные люди, друг друга любя
- Wind in the Beechwood by Siegfried Sassoon
- Exmoor poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- Юлия Друнина – Ялта Чехова
- Be’mi’ster by William Barnes
- Ольга Седакова – Играющий ребенок
- Вера Павлова – Попытка не пытка
- The Slow Pacific Swell by Yvor Winters
- The Bowling-Green by William Somervile
- III: Some Verses: To M. Michaell Drayton by William Alexander
- Robert Burns: Lovely Polly Stewart:
- A Spring Carol poem – Alfred Austin
- Internal Migration Being Tour
- On Pallas Bathing, From A Hymn Of Callimachus by William Cowper
- English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 56. Томас Мур.
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
- Sonnet 133: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 132: Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 131: Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 130: My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 12: When I do count the clock that tells the time by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 129: Th’ expense of spirit in a waste of shame by William Shakespeare
- The Eolian Harp by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Sonnet 32: If thou survive my well-contented day by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 31: Thy bosom is endearèd with all hearts by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 30: When to the sessions of sweet silent thought by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 2: When forty winters shall besiege thy brow by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 29: When in disgrace with Fortune and men’s eyes by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 28: How can I then return in happy plight by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 27: Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 26: Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 25: Let those who are in favour with their stars by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 24: Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 23: As an unperfect actor on the stage by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 22: My glass shall not persuade me I am old by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 21: So is it not with me as with that muse by William Shakespeare
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