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
- Федор Сологуб – Краем прибережной кручи
- Валерий Брюсов – К народу
- Hardcastle Crags by Sylvia Plath
- The Thorn by William Wordsworth
- Colored Toys by Rabindranath Tagore
- Lullaby by William Butler Yeats
- Hymn to Pan poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Winter by William Shakespeare
- Poem of Joys. by Walt Whitman
- Гавриил Державин – Подражание псалму (Терпел я, уповал на Бога)
- haiku
- Pelleas And Ettarre poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Book Eighth: Retrospect–Love Of Nature Leading To Love Of Man by William Wordsworth
- Brother by Shashini Fernanadez
- To a Locomotive in Winter. by Walt Whitman
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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.