Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there.
I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there.
I did not die.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Thought. by Walt Whitman
- Георгий Иванов – Теплятся жаркие свечи
- The Hosts
- English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. In June. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
- Владимир Маяковский – Уймется Антанта… (РОСТА №571)
- Владимир Британишский – Мальчики, девочки, литстудийцы
- Вера Павлова – Плачу, потому что не можешь со мной жить
- Artery by Michelle Bonczek Evory
- On Moonlit Heath and Lonesome Bank poem – A. E. Housman
- the-infernal-regions.html
- Юлия Друнина – Бинты
- Robert Burns: Castle Gordon:
- Николай Гумилев – Ольге Людвиговне Кардовской
- Incommunicado by Sylvia Plath
- Stalker poem – Alice Notley
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).
