Did I think I saw
A shadow criss cross my slate
A glimpse was it surfacing
my unwinding fate?
Did I see a face slip
Between the fogs of my morning dreams
Did I trace on my tips
the memory of her moving lips
Did I strain my ear to hear
Her anklets echo my strolling strides
Did I wish the mist to clear
To catch a sight of her
on frothing tides?
Did the soul of the evening skies
Seep into my pounding cells
Did I hear ringing temple bells
when she saw me from the corner
of her flashing eyes.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Федор Сологуб – Круг начертан, и Сивилла
- Last Words by Sylvia Plath
- Алексей Жемчужников – Столковались
- Владимир Высоцкий – И душа, и голова, кажись, болит
- no ambition for eternity by Raj Arumugam
- I Hoed and Trenched and Weeded poem – A. E. Housman
- Владимир Набоков – Кинематораф
- Омар Хайям – Если бог не услышит меня в вышине
- Where Is the Real Non-Resistant by Vachel Lindsay
- Epitaph On An Army of Mercenaries by A. E. Housman
- About The Sheltered Garden Ground by Robert Louis Stevenson
- Sonnet 114: Or whether doth my mind, being crowned with you by William Shakespeare
- Robert Burns: Bonie Peggy Alison:
- Before
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Бегун морей дорогою безбрежной
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
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).
