Autunm eats its leaf out of my hand: we are friends.
From the nuts we shell time and we teach it to walk:
then time returns to the shell.
In the mirror it’s Sunday,
in dream there is room for sleeping,
our mouths speak the truth.
My eye moves down to the sex of my loved one:
we look at each other,
we exchange dark words,
we love each other like poppy and recollection,
we sleep like wine in the conches,
like the sea in the moon’s blood ray.
We stand by the window embracing, and people look up from
the street:
it is time they knew!
It is time the stone made an effort to flower,
time unrest had a beating heart.
It is time it were time.
It is time.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Resurgam
- The Story of Ung by Rudyard Kipling
- Владимир Маяковский – Товарищ! Фронту помог ты… (РОСТА №444)
- To The Poet, John Dyer by William Wordsworth
- Эмиль Верхарн – Здравствуй, подруга
- Алексей Жемчужников – Полевые цветы
- Robert Burns: Lines On The Commemoration Of Rodney’s Victory:
- lovers in nature by Raj Arumugam
- Evenèn, An’ Maidens Out At Door by William Barnes
- She got her wings by Mahak Raithatha S
- Валерий Брюсов – К.Д. Бальмонту (Вечно вольный, вечно юный)
- Femme Fatale by Nijole Miliauskaite
- Виктор Гусев – Октябрьский смотр
- Ask Me No More by Thomas Carew
- Adolescence I by Rita Dove
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).
