Cut grass lies frail:
Brief is the breath
Mown stalks exhale.
Long, long the death
It dies in the white hours
Of young-leafed June
With chestnut flowers,
With hedges snowlike strewn,
White lilac bowed,
Lost lanes of Queen Anne’s lace,
And that high-builded cloud
Moving at summer’s pace.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Ольга Берггольц – Придешь, как приходят слепые
- The First Anniversary Of The Government Under O.C. poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Christmas poem – John Betjeman poems | Poems and Poetry
- Memory by William Butler Yeats
- Эмиль Верхарн – Звонарь
- John Sutter by Yvor Winters
- Earth! my Likeness! by Walt Whitman
- Carpe Diem by William Shakespeare
- Love’s Wisdom poem – Alfred Austin
- Robert Burns: To Miss Ferrier: Enclosing the Elegy on Sir J. H. Blair.
- Nightfall In The City Of Hyderabad by Sarojini Naidu
- Forever
- Xai Kou1
- Heartbreak at 2 A.M. poem – Yuvraj Johri poems | Poetry Monster
- Robert Burns: Tho’ Cruel Fate Should Bid Us Part:
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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 Arthur Larkin (1922-1985), Commander of the Order of the British Empire, a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature, Cavalier of the Order of the Companions of Honour, was an English poet, novelist, and librarian.