I belong there. I have many memories. I was born as everyone is born.
I have a mother, a house with many windows, brothers, friends, and a prison cell
with a chilly window! I have a wave snatched by seagulls, a panorama of my own.
I have a saturated meadow. In the deep horizon of my word, I have a moon,
a bird’s sustenance, and an immortal olive tree.
I have lived on the land long before swords turned man into prey.
I belong there. When heaven mourns for her mother, I return heaven to
her mother.
And I cry so that a returning cloud might carry my tears.
To break the rules, I have learned all the words needed for a trial by blood.
I have learned and dismantled all the words in order to draw from them a
single word: Home.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Ольга Берггольц – Кирову
- Justice by Rudyard Kipling
- Владимир Маяковский – Товарищ Иванов
- Fancy
- The Child Is Father To The Man poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- A Song of Pitcairn’s Island by William Cullen Bryant
- Sidelined by Satish Verma
- A Riddle by William Cowper
- Ianthe! You are Call’d to Cross the Sea by Walter Savage Landor
- Silver Trails by Satish Verma
- Black riders came from the sea. by Stephen Crane
- Holiday Letter For A Poet Gone To War
- English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 103. The Mountain Spite. Томас Мур.
- I have been tricked by flying too close by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- He Hears The Cry Of The Sedge by William Butler Yeats
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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).
