Lambs that learn to walk in snow
When their bleating clouds the air
Meet a vast unwelcome, know
Nothing but a sunless glare.
Newly stumbling to and fro
All they find, outside the fold,
Is a wretched width of cold.
As they wait beside the ewe,
Her fleeces wetly caked, there lies
Hidden round them, waiting too,
Earth’s immeasureable surprise.
They could not grasp it if they knew,
What so soon will wake and grow
Utterly unlike the snow.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Kailangan ko’y Yakap by Melissa Sazon Flores
- Юлия Друнина – В семнадцать
- The Day’s Work by Rudyard Kipling
- A Perfect World by Robby Charters
- Morning Poem #43 by Wanda Phipps
- Lines To Fanny poem – John Keats poems
- Song—Awa’, Whigs, Awa’ by Robert Burns
- Oh Life I Have Taken You For My Lover
- Ballade Of Queen Anne poem – Andrew Lang poems
- She’s Flawless by Mandy Williams
- Extemporaneous Effusion on being appointed to an Excise Division by Robert Burns
- Владимир Луговской – Лимонная ночь
- No, Love Is Not Dead by Robert Desnos
- Ask Me No More by Thomas Carew
- Михаил Кузмин – В Канопе жизнь привольная
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).
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.