Fall fell: so that’s it for the leaf poetry:
some flurries have whitened the edges of roads
and lawns: time for that, the snow stuff: &
turkeys and old St. Nick: where am I going to
find something to write about I haven’t already
written away: I will have to stop short, look
down, look up, look close, think, think, think:
but in what range should I think: should I
figure colors and outlines, given forms, say
mailboxes, or should I try to plumb what is
behind what and what behind that, deep down
where the surface has lost its semblance: or
should I think personally, such as, this week
seems to have been crafted in hell: what: is
something going on: something besides this
diddledeediddle everyday matter-of-fact: I
could draw up an ancient memory which would
wipe this whole presence away: or I could fill
out my dreams with high syntheses turned into
concrete visionary forms: Lucre could lust
for Luster: bad angels could roar out of perdition
and kill the AIDS vaccine not quite
perfected yet: the gods could get down on
each other; the big gods could fly in from
nebulae unknown: but I’m only me: I have 4
interests–money, poetry, sex, death: I guess
I can jostle those. . . .
A few random poems:
- Do You Remember 1914 Grandad? by Steve Sant
- Down on the Shore by William Allingham
- Sonnet 65: Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea by William Shakespeare
- Winged And Acid Dark by Robert Hass
- The Leäne by William Barnes
- Is Hiring a Resume Writer Really Worth It?
- A Whirl-Blast From Behind The Hill by William Wordsworth
- Alone by Siegfried Sassoon
- Moon, I hear you are moving away by Raj Arumugam
- Robert Burns: Delia, An Ode : “To the Editor of The Star.-Mr. Printer-If the productions of a simple ploughman can merit a place in the same paper with Sylvester Otway, and the other favourites of the Muses who illuminate the Star with the lustre of genius, your insertion of the enclosed trifle will be succeeded by future communications from-Yours, &c., R. Burns. Ellisland, near Dumfries, 18th May, 1789.”
- Earth the Healer, Earth the Keeper by William Morris
- Like Truthless Dreams, So Are My Joys Expired by Sir Walter Raleigh
- Владимир Высоцкий – Песня о погибшем лётчике
- Leszko The Bastard poem – Alfred Austin
- Motel Seedy by Thomas Lux
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
- Иннокентий Анненский – Любовь к прошлому
- Иннокентий Анненский – Листы
- Иннокентий Анненский – Леконт де Лиль. Явление божества
- Иннокентий Анненский – Леконт де Лиль. Пускай избитый зверь, влачася на цепочке
- Иннокентий Анненский – Леконт де Лиль. Огненная жертва
- Иннокентий Анненский – Леконт де Лиль. Негибнущий аромат
- Иннокентий Анненский – Леконт де Лиль. Над синим мраком ночи длинной
- Иннокентий Анненский – Леконт де Лиль. Из стихотворения «Призраки»
- Иннокентий Анненский – Лаодамия (лирическая трагедия в 4 действиях с музыкальными антрактами)
- Иннокентий Анненский – Из участковых монологов
- Иннокентий Анненский – Из окна
- Иннокентий Анненский – Идеал
- Иннокентий Анненский – Гораций
- Иннокентий Анненский – Гармония
- Иннокентий Анненский – Франсис Жамм. Когда для всех меня не станет меж живыми
- Иннокентий Анненский – Еврипид. Вакханки (перевод)
- Иннокентий Анненский – Еврипид. Троянки (перевод)
- Иннокентий Анненский – Еврипид. Орест (перевод)
- Иннокентий Анненский – Еврипид. Киклоп драма сатиров (перевод)
- Иннокентий Анненский – Еврипид. Ион (перевод)
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
Archie Randolph Ammons (1926-2001) was an important American poet, a modern classic, Ammons wrote about our relationship to nature in a way that is both comic and solemn. His poems often address religious and philosophical matters and scenes involving nature in a manner that is almost transcendental.