A poem by Adrienne Cecile Rich (1929 – 2012)
Their life, collapsed like unplayed cards,
is carried piecemeal through the snow;
Headboard and footboard now, the bed
where she has lain desiring him
where overhead his sleep will build
its canopy to smother her once more;
their table, by four elbows worn
evening after evening while the wax runs down;
mirrors grey with reflecting them,
bureaus coffining from the cold
things that can shuffle in a drawer,
carpets rolled up around those echoes
which, shaken out, take wing and breed
new altercations, the old silences.
A few random poems:
- Comments: A Life Well Lived is Always an Inspiration – My Friend Muniappan Velu of Chennai, India
- Владимир Степанов – Тула-город мастеров
- Владимир Высоцкий – Я стою, стою спиною к строю
- Sonnet 83: I never saw that you did painting need by William Shakespeare
- Василий Жуковский – Из альбома, подаренного Ростопчиной (Пушкин)
- a maiden’s broken heart by Raj Arumugam
- To Her Beauty by Nithin Purple
- A man saw a ball of gold in the sky by Stephen Crane
- Олег Бундур – Из магазина
- Lessons. by Walt Whitman
- Broken wings of a Heart by Saajida Gora
- Аля Кудряшева – Молитва
- Epistle To Mrs Teresa Blount.[On Her Leaving The Town After The Coronation] poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- The Beggar’s Valentine by Vachel Lindsay
- Каждому сроку – свой путь
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
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Poems in English
- I Heard You, Solemn-sweet Pipes of the Organ. by Walt Whitman
- I hear it was Charged against Me. by Walt Whitman
- I Hear America Singing. by Walt Whitman
- I Dream’d in a Dream. by Walt Whitman
- I am He that Aches with Love. by Walt Whitman
- Hush’d be the Camps To-day. by Walt Whitman
- How Solemn as One by One. by Walt Whitman
- Hours Continuing Long. by Walt Whitman
- Here the Frailest Leaves of Me. by Walt Whitman
- Here, Sailor. by Walt Whitman
- Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour. by Walt Whitman
- Great are the Myths. by Walt Whitman
- Gods. by Walt Whitman
- Gliding Over All. by Walt Whitman
- Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun. by Walt Whitman
- Germs. by Walt Whitman
- Full of Life, Now. by Walt Whitman
- From Paumanok Starting. by Walt Whitman
- From My Last Years. by Walt Whitman
- From Far Dakota’s Cañons. by Walt Whitman
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Adrienne Cecile Rich (1929 – 2012) was an American poet, essayist, and feminist.