What are days for?
Days are where we live.
They come, they wake us
Time and time over.
They are to be happy in:
Where can we live but days?
Ah, solving that question
Brings the priest and the doctor
In their long coats
Running over the fields.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Blanche Sweet by Vachel Lindsay
- Эмиль Верхарн – Законы
- From the bay at Tago poem – Yamabe no Akahito poems | Poetry Monster
- The Lent Lily by A. E. Housman
- The Way poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Бенедиктов – К точкам
- St. Agnes’ Eve poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Алексей Хомяков – Просьба
- Владимир Луговской – Береза Карелии
- Listening To Rwanda Genocide by Satish Verma
- Deaf Mute in the Pear Tree by P. K. Page
- The Scud by William Barnes
- Catching the Rain by Raj Napal
- Владимир Высоцкий – Набат
- Sonnet CVI by William Shakespeare
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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.