He lurks among the reeds, beside the marsh,
Red oleanders twisted in His hair,
His eyes are haggard and His lips are harsh,
Upon His breast the bones show gaunt and bare.
The green and stagnant waters lick His feet,
And from their filmy, iridescent scum
Clouds of mosquitoes, gauzy in the heat,
Rise with His gifts: Death and Delirium.
His messengers: They bear the deadly taint
On spangled wings aloft and far away,
Making thin music, strident and yet faint,
From golden eve to silver break of day.
The baffled sleeper hears th’ incessant whine
Through his tormented dreams, and finds no rest
The thirsty insects use his blood for wine,
Probe his blue veins and pasture on his breast.
While far away He in the marshes lies,
Staining the stagnant water with His breath,
An endless hunger burning in His eyes,
A famine unassuaged, whose food is Death.
He hides among the ghostly mists that float
Over the water, weird and white and chill,
And peasants, passing in their laden boat,
Shiver and feel a sense of coming ill.
A thousand burn and die; He takes no heed,
Their bones, unburied, strewn upon the plain,
Only increase the frenzy of His greed
To add more victims to th’ already slain.
He loves the haggard frame, the shattered mind,
Gloats with delight upon the glazing eye,
Yet, in one thing, His cruelty is kind,
He sends them lovely dreams before they die;
Dreams that bestow on them their heart’s desire,
Visions that find them mad, and leave them blest,
To sink, forgetful of the fever’s fire,
Softly, as in a lover’s arms, to rest.

A few random poems:
- A Night-Piece by William Wordsworth
- Heal Your Broken Heart With Heart Touching Poems
- Time To Transplant by Nijole Miliauskaite
- All is Truth. by Walt Whitman
- Hortus poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Cavern in Paradise by Rita Odessa Villaruel
- Ольга Берггольц – Не может быть, чтоб жили мы напрасно
- Poet Herodia of ancient Pincaeia by Raj Arumugam
- The Fishermen, The Gulls & The Bible People by Michael Estabrook
- For Hans Carossa by Rainer Maria Rilke
- … and the moon was sleeping by Steve Troyanovich
- Sunk Lyonesse by Walter de la Mare
- Not Fair
- Autumn by William Morris
- Аля Кудряшева – Ты рисуй, девочка, небо пошире
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
- Tom The Lunatic by William Butler Yeats
- Tom O’Roughley by William Butler Yeats
- To The Rose Upon The Rood Of Time by William Butler Yeats
- To Dorothy Wellesley by William Butler Yeats
- To Be Carved On A Stone At Thoor Ballylee by William Butler Yeats
- To A Young Girl by William Butler Yeats
- To A Young Beauty by William Butler Yeats
- To A Poet, Who Would Have Me Praise Certain Bad Poets, Imitators Of His And Mine by William Butler Yeats
- To A Friend Whose Work Has Come To Nothing by William Butler Yeats
- The Marriage of Heaven and Hell by William Blake
- Poems by William Blake, Songs of Innocence and Experience and the Book of Thel
- Written In March by William Wordsworth
- To the City of London by William Dunbar
- To a Lady by William Dunbar
- The Sirens’ Song by William Browne
- The Rose by William Browne
- The Quarry by William Vaughn Moody
- The Daguerreotype by William Vaughn Moody
- The Blues by William Matthews
- Song by William Browne
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.