I have never feared death
Even though
Its hands were more fragile
Than banality.
I dread, however, to die
In a land where
The grave digger’s wages
Exceed the price of human freedom.
Looking for,
Discovering,
Choosing freely,
And transforming one’s essence
Into a fortress.
If the price of death is higher than all that,
I deny, in absolute terms,
To have ever feared death.
A few random poems:
- A Message To America
- Private Ground by Sylvia Plath
- The Cleaving by Samuel Hazo
- Finding freedom from invisible bonds by Sunil Sharma
- Lying on a Slab by Satish Verma
- Михаил Кузмин – Возможно ль: скоро четверть века
- Robert Burns: Thou Gloomy December :
- A Day-Dream’s Reflection by William Allingham
- Tip-Toe-ing by Mahak Raithatha S
- Спиридон Дрожжин – Смерть коня-пахаря
- But Not To Me by Sara Teasdale
- Sonnet 5: Those hours, that with gentle work did frame by William Shakespeare
- To England At The Outbreak Of The Balkan War
- Autumn Song by Sarojini Naidu
- Illusion of Time by Ndue Ukaj
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- When Lilacs Last in the Door-yard Bloom’d. by Walt Whitman
- When I read the Book. by Walt Whitman
- When I peruse the Conquer’d Fame. by Walt Whitman
- When I heard the Learn’d Astronomer. by Walt Whitman
- When I heard at the Close of the Day. by Walt Whitman
- What think You I take my Pen in Hand? by Walt Whitman
- What Place is Besieged? by Walt Whitman
- What General has a Good Army. by Walt Whitman
- What Best I See In Thee. by Walt Whitman
- What am I, After All? by Walt Whitman
- We Two—How Long We were Fool’d. by Walt Whitman
- We Two Boys Together Clinging. by Walt Whitman
- Visor’d. by Walt Whitman
- Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field. by Walt Whitman
- Turn, O Libertad. by Walt Whitman
- To You. by Walt Whitman
- To Thee, Old Cause! by Walt Whitman
- To the Garden the World. by Walt Whitman
- To One Shortly to Die. by Walt Whitman
- To Him that was Crucified. by Walt Whitman
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
