Nothing will hurt you that much despite how you feel
the stress on your back shapes your insight
this splendid November rain Toussaint. I find
you by your marks, he says
an imprint
But when I summon you, I talk to—I say—
my memory of your face. It’s kind of crazy
to others. They’re not very interesting he says.
When I first came to this country, and now
I know the language I say, but I had in a dream
spoken it many years previously. That is,
not the language of the dead the language
of France. I took one year of French in 1964
and then nothing but once, in 1977 I spoke French
in a dream all night: I was in the future I
moved here in 1992. Country of the more
logical than I? though the people of my quartier
know and like me, even as I a foreigner remain strange
You do everything alone a woman said to me.
There are ways to care without interfering
but the French speak of anguish frequently
they are conscious of emotional extremity
a terrible gift. It’s all a gift, he says . . .
some haven’t been opened. I’m not sure
he said that it’s nearly my sixty-seventh birthday
today though it’s the day of the dead hello
we love you they say.
Copyright ©:
Alice Notley
A few random poems:
- The Gardener XLVIII: Free Me by Rabindranath Tagore
- Apples of Hesperides poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Bridal Song by William Shakespeare
- The Shepherd, Looking Eastward, Softly Said by William Wordsworth
- Making Light Of It by Philip Levine
- Here by Muralidharan Mudaliar
- A Portrait Of 1783 poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Listen To The Mustn’ts by Shel Silverstein
- By the Spring, at Sunset by Vachel Lindsay
- Late Evening Song by Weldon Kees
- Sharing Eve’s Apple poem – John Keats poems
- The Fall by Russell Edson
- Like the gods. . . by Sappho
- Владимир Высоцкий – Наводчица
- Dropping Truth on That Pretty Little Head by Rob Leatherman Sr.
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
- Closed Path by Rabindranath Tagore
- Chain Of Pearls by Rabindranath Tagore
- Brink Of Eternity by Rabindranath Tagore
- Benediction by Rabindranath Tagore
- Beggarly Heart by Rabindranath Tagore
- Baby’s World by Rabindranath Tagore
- Baby’s Way by Rabindranath Tagore
- Authorship by Rabindranath Tagore
- A Moments Indulgence by Rabindranath Tagore
- Who Is This? by Rabindranath Tagore
- Where The Mind Is Without Fear by Rabindranath Tagore
- When The Two Sisters Go To Fetch Water by Rabindranath Tagore
- When I Go Alone At Night by Rabindranath Tagore
- When I Go Alone At Night by Rabindranath Tagore
- We Are To Play The Game Of Death by Rabindranath Tagore
- We Are To Play The Game Of Death by Rabindranath Tagore
- Waiting by Rabindranath Tagore
- Waiting For The Beloved — English Translation by Rabindranath Tagore
- Tumi Sandhyar Meghamala – You Are A Cluster Of Clouds – Translation by Rabindranath Tagore
- This Dog by Rabindranath Tagore
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
