I give up my eyes which are glass eggs.
I give up my tongue.
I give up my mouth which is the contstant dream of my tongue.
I give up my throat which is the sleeve of my voice.
I give up my heart which is a burning apple.
I give up my lungs which are trees that have never seen the moon.
I give up my smell which is that of a stone traveling through rain.
I give up my hands which are ten wishes.
I give up my arms which have wanted to leave me anyway.
I give up my legs which are lovers only at night.
I give up my buttocks which are the moons of childhood.
I give up my penis which whispers encouragement to my thighs.
I give up my clothes which are walls that blow in the wind
and I give up the ghost that lives in them.
I give up. I give up.
And you will have none of it because already I am beginning
again without anything.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Perseus by Sylvia Plath
- Synge’s Grave by Winifred Mary Letts
- Imitated From The Japanese by William Butler Yeats
- Олег Бундур – Кто идет?
- Sonnet 85: My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still by William Shakespeare
- Олег Бундур – Я рисую картину
- Gipsies by William Wordsworth
- Валерий Брюсов – Дрожащие листья на бледные щеки
- The Loss Of The Eurydice poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- William Stafford – William Stafford
- I Stood Tip-Toe Upon A Little Hill poem – John Keats poems
- Robert Burns: Epistle To Mrs. Scott: Gudewife of Wauchope-House, Roxburghshire.
- By the Dusk – Ao Entardecer by Soaroir de Campos
- In Spring, Santa Barbara by Sara Teasdale
- November by William Cullen Bryant
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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).
