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
- Василий Жуковский – Цветок
- Sonnet IV. How Many Bards Gild The Lapses Of Time! poem – John Keats poems
- Full Moon by Walter de la Mare
- A Song Of Eternity In Time by Sidney Lanier
- Олег Бундур – Друзья
- Doomes-Day: The Second Houre by William Alexander
- Tom May’s Death poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Prelude to an Unwritten Masterpiece by Siegfried Sassoon
- Константин Бальмонт – Народные поверья
- The Swamp Fox by William Gilmore Simms
- The Pleasures of Memory
- Аля Кудряшева – Замылим, потом замолим
- A Manual, More Ancient Than The Art Of Printing, And Not To Be Found In Any Catalogue by William Cowper
- In A Restaurant by Sara Teasdale
- Федор Тютчев – Как нас ни угнетай разлука
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).
