I the people
to the things that are were &
come to be.
We were once what we know
when we
make love When we go away
from each other because
we have been created
at 10th & A, in winter &
of trees & of the history of houses
we hope we are
notes of the musical scale of
heaven—I the
people so repetitious, & my
vision of
to hold the neighbors loose-
ly here in
light of gel, my gel, my vision
come out of
my eyes to hold you sur-
round you in
gold & you don’t know it
ever. Everyone
we the people having our
vision of
gold & silver & silken liquid
light flowed
from our eyes & caressing
all around all the
walls. I am a late Pre-
in this dawn of
We the people
to the things that are & were
& come to be
Once what we knew was only
and numbers became
It is numbers & gold & at 10th
& A you don’t
have to know it ever. Opening
words that show
Opening words that show that we
were once
the first to recognize
the immortality of numbered
bodies. And we are the masters
of hearing & saying
at the double edge of body &
breath
We the lovers & the eyes
All over, inside her
when the wedding
is over, & the Park “lies cold &
lifeless”
I the people, whatever is said
by the first
one along, Angel-Agate. I wear
your colors
I hear what we say & what
we say . . . (and I
the people am still parted in
two & would cry)
Copyright ©:
Alice Notley
A few random poems:
- Robert Burns: Ae Fond Kiss, And Then We Sever:
- The Gardener LXXXI: Why Do You Whisper So Faintly by Rabindranath Tagore
- Sonnet 13 poem – John Milton poems
- Your Poems on My Patio by Martina Reisz Newberry
- Reading by William Marr
- Степан Щипачев – Соловей
- Николай Заболоцкий – Лесная сторожка
- Picture-Show by Siegfried Sassoon
- A Sorcerer Bids Farewell To Seem by Sylvia Plath
- A London Plane-Tree poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Sonnet LXIV: When I Have Seen by Time’s Fell Hand Defac’d by William Shakespeare
- Олег Бундур – Просьба
- Robert Burns: Prologue Spoken At The Theatre Of Dumfries: On New Year’s Day Evening, 1790.
- Epigram on Mr. James Gracie by Robert Burns
- Sir Galahad poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
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
- Yarrow Revisited by William Wordsworth
- Written With A Slate Pencil On A Stone, On The Side Of The Mountain Of Black Comb by William Wordsworth
- Written Upon A Blank Leaf In “The Complete Angler.” by William Wordsworth
- Written In Very Early Youth by William Wordsworth
- Written in March by William Wordsworth
- Written in London. September, 1802 by William Wordsworth
- Written In Germany On One Of The Coldest Days Of The Century by William Wordsworth
- Written In A Blank Leaf Of Macpherson’s Ossian by William Wordsworth
- With Ships the Sea was Sprinkled Far and Nigh by William Wordsworth
- With How Sad Steps, O Moon, Thou Climb’st the Sky by William Wordsworth
- Who Fancied What A Pretty Sight by William Wordsworth
- Where Lies The Land To Which Yon Ship Must Go? by William Wordsworth
- When To The Attractions Of The Busy World by William Wordsworth
- “When I Have Borne In Memory” by William Wordsworth
- Weak Is The Will Of Man, His Judgement Blind by William Wordsworth
- Water-Fowl Observed Frequently Over The Lakes Of Rydal And Grasmere by William Wordsworth
- Waldenses by William Wordsworth
- View From The Top Of Black Comb by William Wordsworth
- Vernal Ode by William Wordsworth
- Vaudracour And Julia by William Wordsworth
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
