by Alexander Russo
Two horses grazing in a distant field.
Closer up, a few leaves twisting
on a branch.
The leaves begin to take on
A strange new presence: crinkled,
stubborn face.
One resembles a monster,
paying off a bad Kharmic debt.
It groans, swaying back and forth,
like the broken hand of a pendulum.
Another, as hideous, pock-marked,
grief stricken.
The more I study them, the more faces,
festering, doomed to Limbo….
or perhaps already in Hell.
Out of nowhere a robin flits up
to the glass, flutters around, seems
partly inside, then outside the window.
I rub my eyes.
Reality …unreality?
Perhaps “reality” is perception, tricked
by colors of mind and imagination.
Alexander Russo
Copyright ©:
Alexander Russo
A few random poems:
- Sonnet 108: What’s in the brain that ink may character by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Британишский – Младший брат
- Sonnet 05 poem – John Milton poems
- Федор Тютчев – Как неожиданно и ярко
- Far Within Us #1 by Vasko Popa
- A Poet039s Privilege
- Let Me Tide Over by Vattacharja Chandan
- With Antecedents. by Walt Whitman
- Николай Заболоцкий – На лестницах
- Sancta Maria, Succurre Miseris poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Иннокентий Анненский – Любовь к прошлому
- Holiday Letter For A Poet Gone To War
- Олег Бундур – Когда я вернусь
- Soul Receives From Soul by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Жан де Лафонтен – Совет Мышей
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
- When Lilacs Last in the Door-yard Bloom’d. by Walt Whitman
- When I read the Book. by Walt Whitman
- When I peruse the Conquer’d Fame. by Walt Whitman
- When I heard the Learn’d Astronomer. by Walt Whitman
- When I heard at the Close of the Day. by Walt Whitman
- What think You I take my Pen in Hand? by Walt Whitman
- What Place is Besieged? by Walt Whitman
- What General has a Good Army. by Walt Whitman
- What Best I See In Thee. by Walt Whitman
- What am I, After All? by Walt Whitman
- We Two—How Long We were Fool’d. by Walt Whitman
- We Two Boys Together Clinging. by Walt Whitman
- Visor’d. by Walt Whitman
- Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field. by Walt Whitman
- Turn, O Libertad. by Walt Whitman
- To You. by Walt Whitman
- To Thee, Old Cause! by Walt Whitman
- To the Garden the World. by Walt Whitman
- To One Shortly to Die. by Walt Whitman
- To Him that was Crucified. by Walt Whitman
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
Alexander Pope (1688 – 1744) was a a post-Restoration English poet and satirist. He is a poet of the (British) Augustan period and one of its greatest artistic exponents.