Between going and staying the day wavers
by Octavio Paz
Between going and staying the day wavers,
in love with its own transparency.
The circular afternoon is now a bay
where the world in stillness rocks.
All is visible and all elusive,
all is near and can’t be touched.
Paper, book, pencil, glass,
rest in the shade of their names.
Time throbbing in my temples repeats
the same unchanging syllable of blood.
The light turns the indifferent wall
into a ghostly theater of reflections.
I find myself in the middle of an eye,
watching myself in its blank stare.
The moment scatters. Motionless,
I stay and go: I am a pause.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Агатов – Бессмертный Ленинград
- Maudlin by Sylvia Plath
- Владимир Луговской – Жестокое пробужденье
- vestiges.html
- The Curse Upon Edward by Thomas Gray
- Олег Григорьев – Разбил в туалете сосуд
- Silence
- Михаил Лермонтов – Война
- The Storm by Rainbow Reed
- Palm Trees By The Sea
- Robert Burns: Sweet Afton :
- I saw Old General at Bay. by Walt Whitman
- Олег Бундур – Когда я вернусь
- Владимир Британишский – Чернышев переулок и мост Чернышев
- Владимир Маяковский – Notre-Dame
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
