for Gertrud Widmayer, my landlady at Heidelberg
Why in pensive ticking, silent thoughts
You wile your time away
When all around huge swelling bells
Toll the days away!
Every hour that announced may go
Your silent hands take hold
And though the ages chimed in ears
Yours they never behold.
If all the clocks the world had known
Had struck one strong big note,
They would never still your plodding tone
Nor the working hearth you alert.
Do you wonder, wonder, little clock
What makes the grandfather tick!
Or his aching belly in the depth of sorrow
Cries to the world it’s sick!
Thirty million years and Pleistocene dark,
They are one split second short!
And whimpering suns that rise and flop
Have scarce stolen your tick or thought!
So, my little clock, my faithful clock
When I hear the tall town bell,
I’ll shrug my shoulders, one tiny moment
And know that all is well.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Frogs Eat Butterflies, Snakes Eat Frogs, Hogs Eat Snakes, Men Eat Hogs by Wallace Stevens
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Благодарю Вас за цветы
- Love Preparing to Fly poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Doors Of The Temple
- John Barleycorn: A Ballad by Robert Burns
- Альфред Теннисон – Пересекая Черту
- salamis_quot.html
- Daphnis And Chloe poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Михаил Кузмин – В саду
- Earth the Healer, Earth the Keeper by William Morris
- A Song : The Sparkling Eye by William Cowper
- Robert Burns: Will Ye Go To The Indies, My Mary?:
- On Seeing The Elgin Marbles For The First Time poem – John Keats poems
- Юнна Мориц – Зимнее
- Hamlet As Told On The Street by Shel Silverstein
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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).
