They freedom lovers, breeze waft those mighty wings,
Swiftly moving aloft in a “pulsar ‘pace!,
That view enraptured me, and my enchanted feelings,
How fortunate are they in gravitational ace,
And I your eager watcher, or felt a birder be,
They black, white and of brilliant gray color mixed,
What brain holds them, what imagination yours be;
To slip and drift from bough to boughs , assaying nectar or weed?
Some are diurnal, sparrows, some are owls, and of Nightjars,
And your varying gestures, teeth less swallowing,
What Surprisal nest you weave, to lay eggs to hide them in bar’s;
Or your eye in god gives them Becharmed warming.
Bird, your beauty never know our human dirge,
But we on Earth real know how fagged is yours.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Валерий Брюсов – К Армении
- Ольга Ермолаева – Мир неприбран, подозрителен
- Ок Мельникова – Обет молчания
- Dying Speech of an Old Philosopher by Walter Savage Landor
- In A Station Of The Metro poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Dying
- Lover’s Gifts XXII: I Shall Gladly Suffer by Rabindranath Tagore
- The Realists by William Butler Yeats
- Юлия Друнина – Елка
- Matrimony by Mike Yuan
- Felix Randal poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Song Of The Devoted Slave
- Олег Бундур – Уборка
- In The Name of Eternal Love by Walter William Safar
- Шекспир – Мой глаз гравером стал – Сонет 24
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).
