Composition
by Peter Cooley
I have watched from this chair all afternoon
alone, while snow traces features of hills
I’d never noticed, watching the light fall,
get up, fall, pulling the dark after it.
No one is here. No one inhabits me
but my poem, images that stumble, rise
to take the air, refusing measure, lines
refusing breath.Tangible as angels.
The house is still, my wife& children gone
till dinner. No one. The quiet almosty breaks
it is so fine,this paper always blank
where I sit, shaking, shaking words like bells
in the company of strangers, myself.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Сплетник
- Владимир Маяковский – Стабилизация быта
- Come After Jinny by Shel Silverstein
- Song—Beware o’ Bonie Ann by Robert Burns
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Море и капля
- A Man Young And Old: X. His Wildness by William Butler Yeats
- Robert Bruce’s March to Bannockburn (Song) by Robert Burns
- The Gardener XLVI: You Left Me by Rabindranath Tagore
- Words Of Love Forevermore by Timothy Thomas Fortune
- Илона Грошева – Мечтается Алине
- The Queen’s Complaint by Sylvia Plath
- Allegory Of The Cave by Stephen Dunn
- Ольга Высотская – Веселый поезд
- On The Grasshopper And Cricket poem – John Keats poems
- Where Be Ye Going, You Devon Maid? poem – John Keats poems
Some external links:
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).
