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:
- Orlando Furioso Canto 2 by Ludovico Ariosto
- Searing Heat by Satish Verma
- Boadicea poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Treat Well Your Wife by William Barnes
- Владимир Маяковский – Подписи к рисункам в журнале “ВОБ”
- tears.html
- Robert Burns: I’ll Meet Thee On The Lea Rig:
- The French Revolution as it appeared to Enthusiasts by William Wordsworth
- The Deserted Garden
- Lord when the wise men came from farr by Sidney Godolphin
- Robert Burns: Address Of Beelzebub: To the Right Honourable the Earl of Breadalbane, President of the Right Honourable and Honourable the Highland Society, which met on the 23rd of May last at the Shakespeare, Covent Garden, to concert ways and means to frustrate the designs of five hundred Highlanders, who, as the Society were informed by Mr. M’Kenzie of Applecross, were so audacious as to attempt an escape from their lawful lords and masters whose property they were, by emigrating from the lands of Mr. Macdonald of Glengary to the wilds of Canada, in search of that fantastic thing-Liberty.
- Ode to Superstition
- Memory
- How…? by Nizar Sartawi
- Prayers by Rainbow Reed
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
- Bantams In Pine-Woods by Wallace Stevens
- Gray Room by Wallace Stevens
- A Postcard From The Volcano by Wallace Stevens
- A High-Toned Old Christian Woman by Wallace Stevens
- A Rabbit As King Of The Ghosts by Wallace Stevens
- Final Soliloquy Of The Interior Paramour by Wallace Stevens
- Domination Of Black by Wallace Stevens
- Disillusionment Of Ten O’clock by Wallace Stevens
- Anecdote Of The Jar by Wallace Stevens
- Not Ideas About The Thing But The Thing Itself by Wallace Stevens
- Metaphors Of A Magnifico by Wallace Stevens
- Looking Across The Fields And Watching The Birds Fly by Wallace Stevens
- Life Is Motion by Wallace Stevens
- Le Monocle de Mon Oncle by Wallace Stevens
- Infanta Marina by Wallace Stevens
- Hymn From A Watermelon Pavilion by Wallace Stevens
- Gubbinal by Wallace Stevens
- Frogs Eat Butterflies, Snakes Eat Frogs, Hogs Eat Snakes, Men Eat Hogs by Wallace Stevens
- Farewell To Florida by Wallace Stevens
- Fabliau Of Florida by Wallace Stevens
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
