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:
- Sculptor by Sylvia Plath
- Алишер Навои – Птицу-сердце полонила нежных локонов силком
- A Pact poem – Ezra Pound poems
- A Boundless Moment by Robert Frost
- Open sky by Shailendra Chauhan
- Old And New by Rabindranath Tagore
- Dusk In Autumn by Sara Teasdale
- Robert Burns: To A Louse: On Seeing One On A Lady’s Bonnet, At Church
- Владимир Высоцкий – Татуировка
- Returned To Say by William Stafford
- In The Arc Of Your Mallet by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Winter dusk at the railway halt by Sunil Sharma
- Алексей Николаевич Толстой – Утро
- A Pleäce In Zight by William Barnes
- Ольга Высотская стихи: лучшие стихотворения для детей Высотской – Poetry Monster
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
- Sonnet 133: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 132: Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 131: Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 130: My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 12: When I do count the clock that tells the time by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 129: Th’ expense of spirit in a waste of shame by William Shakespeare
- The Eolian Harp by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Sonnet 32: If thou survive my well-contented day by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 31: Thy bosom is endearèd with all hearts by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 30: When to the sessions of sweet silent thought by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 2: When forty winters shall besiege thy brow by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 29: When in disgrace with Fortune and men’s eyes by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 28: How can I then return in happy plight by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 27: Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 26: Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 25: Let those who are in favour with their stars by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 24: Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 23: As an unperfect actor on the stage by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 22: My glass shall not persuade me I am old by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 21: So is it not with me as with that muse by William Shakespeare
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
