Here, in her elbow chair, she sits
A soul alert, alive,
A poor old body shrunk and bent-
The queen-bee of the hive.
But hives of bees and hives of men
Obey their several laws;
No fiercely-loving filial throng
This mother-head adores.
This bringer of world-wealth, whereof
None may compute the worth,
Is possibly of no account
To anyone on earth.
Her cap and spectacles, that mean
Dim eyes and scanty hairs,
The humble symbols of her state-
The only crown she wears.
Lacking a kingdom and a court,
A relic of the past,
Almost a cumberer of the ground-
That is our queen at last.
But still not wholly without place,
Nor quite bereft of power;
A useful stopgap-a resource
In many a troubled hour.
She darns the stockings, keeps the house,
The nurseless infant tends,
While the young matrons and the men
Pursue their various ends-
Too keen-set on their great affairs,
Or little plays and pranks,
The things and people of their world,
To give her thought or thanks-
The children on whom all her thought
And time and love were spent
Through half a century of years!
Yet is she well content.
The schooling of those fiery years,
It has not been for nought;
A large philosophy of life
Has self-less service taught.
The outlook from the heights attained
By climbings sore and slow
Discovers worlds of wisdom, hid
From clearest eyes below.
So calmly, in her elbow chair,
Forgotten and alone,
She knits and dreams, and sometimes sighs
But never makes a moan.
Still dwelling with her brood unseen-
Ghosts of a bygone day-
The precious daughter in her grave,
The dear son gone astray-
And others, to whom once she stood
As only light and law,
The near and living, and yet lost,
That need her love no more.
Watching their joyous setting forth
To mingle with their kind,
With scarce a pang, with ne’er a grudge,
At being left behind.
“Let them be young, as I was young,
And happy while they may” . . . .
A dog that waits the night in peace
Since it has had its day.
A few random poems:
- Федор Сологуб – В лесу живет проказник неуёмный
- When and Why by Rabindranath Tagore
- Cologne by Paul Celan
- Happiness by Wilfred Owen
- Владимир Маяковский – Профплакаты
- Be’mi’ster by William Barnes
- Plato
- The Leaden Echo And The Golden Echo poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Gray Room by Wallace Stevens
- Ho, everyone that thirsteth poem – A. E. Housman
- The Eve Of St. Agnes poem – John Keats poems
- Surprised By Joy by William Wordsworth
- Валерий Брюсов – Игорю Северянину (Строя струны лиры клирной)
- Mother and Babe. by Walt Whitman
- Dissolve in kisses, I would like to dissolve in your kisses
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
- Heaven and You by Samuel Stephen Wakdok
- Goddess by Samuel Stephen Wakdok
- Ghazal to Pera Belle by Serkan Engin
- Garden of Sprites by Lyndsey Hylton
- Forgiveness by Zaklina (Jacqueline) Filipova- Svekjarovska
- For Aun by Lynne Scott
- Eternity by Samuel Stephen Wakdok
- Come by Samuel Stephen Wakdok
- Before You Returned by Shahida Latif
- Aquí te hubiese amado by Luz del Alba Nicola
- And because Love battles by Pablo Neruda
- An Untold Tale by Shahida Latif
- After the Last Glacier is Gone by Benjamin Alva Polley
- A Lover’s Prayer by St Antoine de la Vuadi
- Orlando Furioso Canto 19 by Ludovico Ariosto
- Orlando Furioso Canto 18 by Ludovico Ariosto
- His Insufficiency Of Praise by Luis Vaz de Camoes
- Light and Darkness
- You Are One For Whom Ma Heart Really Cares by Miraj Patel
- World’s Sweetest Sister Of Mine by Miraj Patel
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
Ada Cambridge (1844 – 1926), also known as Ada Cross, was an English-born Australian author and poetess. She wrote more than 25 works of fiction, three volumes of poetry and two autobiographical works.