by Alicja Kuberska
Far in the North, where the dark-eyed Neva River
Spills its cold waters, and a June day has no end,
The city of my childhood sprang up on the marsh.
In a dream-like longing, I return to the granite boulevards,
I marvel at the white-and-green facades of the palaces,
And the golden domes of the churches,
Glistening against the cool sky.
I hear clatter of horses’ hooves, and see a bronze horseman,
Traversing each night the broad prospects, and vast plazas.
With one leap, overcoming the chasm under the drawbridge.
I pass by elegant, French-style houses and gardens.
The riches of the age of the tsars added to their brilliance, their proud beauty.
The old capital of the empire never surrendered, never knelt down.
I believe that I will return here once more,
When fate reveals a magnanimous face.
I shall see the Maple, planted with a childish hand, reach the clouds.
I shall timidly peer into the windows of the house on Toreza Street.
Poland
Copyright ©:
Alicja Kuberska
A few random poems:
- Foreign Missions in Battle Array by Vachel Lindsay
- Lyonesse
- The Bride
- Gyrations by Satish Verma
- Infanta Marina by Wallace Stevens
- Алишер Навои – Чаша, солнце отражая
- On Delia (Bid Adieu, My Sad Heart) by William Cowper
- Tu Fu – Tu Fu
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- The Closet by Russell Edson
- A man feared that he might find an assassin by Stephen Crane
- Let me be to Thee as the circling bird poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Returned To Say by William Stafford
- Владимир Британишский – Екатеринбургский модерн
- Олег Бундур – Гроза
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
- Why England Is Conservative poem – Alfred Austin
- Who Would Not Die For England! poem – Alfred Austin
- “When the reaper lays the sickle by ” poem – Alfred Austin
- When Runnels Began To Leap And Sing poem – Alfred Austin
- ” When in the long–drawn avenues of Thought” poem – Alfred Austin
- “What ails you, Ocean, that nor near nor far” poem – Alfred Austin
- “`Were I a Poet, I would dwell” poem – Alfred Austin
- Since We Must Die poem – Alfred Austin
- Wardens Of The Wave poem – Alfred Austin
- To The Autumn Wind poem – Alfred Austin
- To Robert Louis Stevenson poem – Alfred Austin
- To Ireland poem – Alfred Austin
- To England poem – Alfred Austin
- To Ellen Terry poem – Alfred Austin
- To Beatrice Stuart–Wortley Ætat poem – Alfred Austin
- To Arms! poem – Alfred Austin
- To Arms! (II) poem – Alfred Austin
- To Alfred Tennyson poem – Alfred Austin
- “‘Tis because, though in dusky bower” poem – Alfred Austin
- Time’s Weariness poem – Alfred Austin
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
