For C.G.B.
When she came on, you couldn’t keep your seat;
Fighting your way up through the orchestra,
Tup-heavy bumpkin, you confused your feet,
Fell in the drum; how we went ha ha ha!
But once you gained her side and started waltzing
We all began to cheer; the way she leant
Her cheek on yours and laughed was so exalting
We thought you were stooging for the management.
But no. What you did, any of us might.
And saying so I see our difference:
Not your aplomb (I used mine to sit tight),
But fancying you improve her. Where’s the sense
In saying love, but meaning indifference ?
You’ll only change her. Still, I’m sure you’re right.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Высоцкий – Парня спасём, парня в детдом
- tomorrow is already past… by Steve Troyanovich
- Николай Тихонов – Как след от весла
- Epitaph on John Busby, Esq., Tinwald Downs by Robert Burns
- Владимир Степанов – Тула-город мастеров
- Elegy Written In A Country Churchyard by Thomas Gray
- To E. poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Alba poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Communal War
- In The Carolinas by Wallace Stevens
- Михаил Лермонтов – Жена севера
- Омар Хайям – Не у тех, кто во прах государства поверг
- Crepuscule du Matin poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Robert Burns: The Fall Of The Leaf:
- In A Letter To C. P. Esq. Ill With The Rheumatism by William Cowper
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).
Philip Arthur Larkin (1922-1985), Commander of the Order of the British Empire, a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature, Cavalier of the Order of the Companions of Honour, was an English poet, novelist, and librarian.