In a field
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing.
When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in
to fill the spaces
where my body’s been.
We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Memoriam A. H. H.: 72. Risest thou thus, dim dawn, again poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Lute Player Of Casa Blanca
- Василий Жуковский – К мимо пролетавшему гению
- as_with_a_senryu_s_hardening_ridge.html
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Чесменские трофеи
- The Sparrow’s Nest by William Wordsworth
- Lynching
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Светлые ночи
- shivering wind by Steve Troyanovich
- He Is Calm, and I Am Too by Mahmoud Darwish
- Under The Blue Skies… poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Postures by Martina Reisz Newberry
- Summer poem – Alexander Pope
- Ольга Берггольц – Надежда
- Before Sleep poem – Ezra Pound poems
Some external links:
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).
