Clouds Above The Sea
by Philip Levine
My father and mother, two tiny figures,
side by side, facing the clouds that move
in from the Atlantic. August, ’33.
The whole weight of the rain to come, the weight
of all that has fallen on their houses
gathers for a last onslaught, and yet they
hold, side by side, in the eye of memory.
What was she wearing, you ask, what did he
say to make the riding clouds hold their breath?
Our late August afternoons were chilly
in America, so I shall drape her throat
in a silken scarf above a black dress.
I could give her a rope of genuine pearls
as a gift for bearing my father’s sons,
and let each pearl glow with a child’s fire.
I could turn her toward you now with a smile
so that we might joy in her constancy,
I could bury the past in dust rising,
dense rain falling, and the absence of sky
so that you could turn this page and smile.
My father and mother, two tiny figures,
side by side, facing the clouds that move
in from the Atlantic. They are silent
under the whole weight of the rain to come.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Тигр и киса
- Rule I By Eric Mottram Stop Writing Literature You Garrulous Indian
- Lines Written On Visiting The Chateaux On The Loire poem – Alfred Austin
- May You Encounter Christ’s Inclusive Church
- Hope, An Allegorical Sketch by William Lisle Bowles
- Robert Burns: Extemporaneous Effusion: On being appointed to an Excise division.
- The Quality of Courage by Stephen Vincent Benet
- Why Do All Good Things Come To An End? by Michael Yuan
- All’s Well! by John Oxenham
- Robert Burns: Farewell To Eliza:
- Dedication by Stephen Vincent Benet
- Epitaph On H. Walmsley, Esq., by William Lisle Bowles
- The Labyrinth by W H Auden
- Ок Мельникова – Плацкарт-блюз
- Низами Гянджеви – Другим знавала ты меня
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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).
Philip Levine ( 1928 – 2015) was an American poet best known for his poems about working-class Detroit. He taught for more than thirty years in the English department of California State University, Fresno and held teaching positions at other universities as well. He served on the Board of Chancellors of the Academy of American Poets from 2000 to 2006, and was appointed Poet Laureate of the United States for 2011–2012