Song by Valgovind
The fields are full of Poppies, and the skies are very blue,
By the Temple in the coppice, I wait, Beloved, for you.
The level land is sunny, and the errant air is gay,
With scent of rose and honey; will you come to me to-day?
From carven walls above me, smile lovers; many a pair.
“Oh, take this rose and love me!” she has twined it in her hair.
He advances, she retreating, pursues and holds her fast,
The sculptor left them meeting, in a close embrace at last.
Through centuries together, in the carven stone they lie,
In the glow of golden weather, and endless azure sky.
Oh, that we, who have for pleasure so short and scant a stay,
Should waste our summer leisure; will you come to me to-day?
The Temple bells are ringing, for the marriage month has come.
I hear the women singing, and the throbbing of the drum.
And when the song is failing, or the drums a moment mute,
The weirdly wistful wailing of the melancholy flute.
Little life has got to offer, and little man to lose,
Since to-day Fate deigns to proffer, Oh wherefore, then, refuse
To take this transient hour, in the dusky Temple gloom
While the poppies are in flower, and the mangoe trees abloom.
And if Fate remember later, and come to claim her due,
What sorrow will be greater than the Joy I had with you?
For to-day, lit by your laughter, between the crushing years,
I will chance, in the hereafter, eternities of tears.
A few random poems:
- Looking For a Sunset Bird in Winter by Robert Frost
- Как на Масляной неделе
- The Plunge poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Robert Burns: The Song Of Death: Scene-A Field of Battle. Time of the day-evening. The wounded and dying of the victorious army are supposed to join in the following song.
- Ars Poetica
- Sonnet 130: My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun by William Shakespeare
- A Farewell poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Эмиль Верхарн – Хвала человеческому телу
- A Rustic Seat Near The Sea by William Lisle Bowles
- Dream-Forest by Siegfried Sassoon
- Gratitude And Love To God by William Cowper
- Sonnet # 19 by Luis A. Estable
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Тополь
- Низами Гянджеви – Лица серебряный овал в сиянье покажи
- Beautiful City 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
- Youth And Age by William Butler Yeats
- Young Man’s Song by William Butler Yeats
- Words by William Butler Yeats
- Wisdom by William Butler Yeats
- Why Should Not Old Men Be Mad? by William Butler Yeats
- Who Goes With Fergus? by William Butler Yeats
- When You Are Old by William Butler Yeats
- When Helen Lived by William Butler Yeats
- What Was Lost by William Butler Yeats
- What Then? by William Butler Yeats
- Veronica’s Napkin by William Butler Yeats
- Vacillation by William Butler Yeats
- Upon A House Shaken By The Land Agitation by William Butler Yeats
- Upon A Dying Lady by William Butler Yeats
- Under The Round Tower by William Butler Yeats
- Under Saturn by William Butler Yeats
- Two Years Later by William Butler Yeats
- Two Songs Of A Fool by William Butler Yeats
- Two Songs From A Play by William Butler Yeats
- Towards Break Of Day by William Butler Yeats
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

Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.