Don’t Need Anything
by Pat Mullan
You gave me a present,
A book on Haiku and
I knew what you meant
Without knowing your language
the little brown bird
dies on this bright May morning
hitting the window
I am a strange woman,
I am a free spirit, you said,,
And then you were gone
looking back at the
sun setting over the hill
i am walking tall
we shared this May day
of high skies over Corrib
and picked wild flowers
And, at midnight , you wrote a poem for me;
‘You know the colour of the sky in English
I know the smell of the flowers in Japanese
And we know the image of everything
Don’t need anything.”
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Sonnet 6: Then let not winter’s ragged hand deface by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Высоцкий – Татуировка
- To Sir William Davenant
- What Work Is by Philip Levine
- A Good Play by Robert Louis Stevenson
- The time has come for us to become madmen in your chain by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Inspiration
- Who Goes With Fergus? by William Butler Yeats
- Lamhe by Priyanka Tungana
- When I Go Alone At Night by Rabindranath Tagore
- Robert Burns: Lament Of Mary, Queen Of Scots, On The Approach Of Spring:
- The Dark Hour by William Henry Davies
- On Death poem – John Keats poems
- Drunken Memories Of Anne Sexton
- Владимир Маяковский – В Европе кризис (РОСТА №869)
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).
