I am waiting in the desert, looking out towards the sunset,
And counting every moment till we meet.
I am waiting by the marshes and I tremble and I listen
Till the soft sands thrill beneath your coming feet.
Till I see you, tall and slender, standing clear against the skyline
A graceful shade across the lingering red,
While your hair the breezes ruffle, turns to silver in the twilight,
And makes a fair faint aureole round your head.
Far away towards the sunset I can see a narrow river,
That unwinds itself in red tranquillity;
I can hear its rippled meeting, and the gurgle of its greeting,
As it mingles with the loved and long sought sea.
In the purple sky above me showing dark against the starlight,
Long wavering flights of homeward birds fly low,
They cry each one to the other, and their weird and wistful calling,
Makes most melancholy music as they go.
Oh, my dearest hasten, hasten! It is lonely here. Already
Have I heard the jackals’ first assembling cry,
And among the purple shadows of the mangroves and the marshes
Fitful echoes of their footfalls passing by.
Ah, come soon! my arms are empty, and so weary for your beauty,
I am thirsty for the music of your voice.
Come to make the marshes joyous with the sweetness of your presence,
Let your nearing feet bid all the sands rejoice!
My hands, my lips are feverish with the longing and the waiting
And no softness of the twilight soothes their heat,
Till I see your radiant eyes, shining stars beneath the starlight,
Till I kiss the slender coolness of your feet.
Ah, loveliest, most reluctant, when you lay yourself beside me
All the planets reel around me–fade away,
And the sands grow dim, uncertain,–I stretch out my hands towards you
While I try to speak but know not what I say!
I am faint with love and longing, and my burning eyes are gazing
Where the furtive Jackals wage their famished strife,
Oh, your shadow on the mangroves! and your step upon the sandhills,–
This is the loveliest evening of my Life!
A few random poems:
- Along The Way by Rabindranath Tagore
- Владимир Британишский – Геометрия
- I Have a Fire for You in my Mouth by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Robert Burns: Inscription: Written on the blank leaf of a copy of the last edition of my poems, presented to the Lady whom, in so many fictitious reveries of passion, but with the most ardent sentiments of real friendship, I have so often sung under the name of-“Chloris.”
- On The Benefit Received By His Majesty From Sea-Bathing, In The Year 1789 by William Cowper
- Bones by Walter de la Mare
- Алексей Николаевич Толстой – Купальские игрища
- “Because I failed, shall I asperse the End” poem – Alfred Austin
- Ольга Ермолаева – За Волгой, ударившись озем
- In the Carpenter’s Shop by Sara Teasdale
- Владимир Маяковский – Посмотрим сами, покажем им
- Николай Глазков – Должны мы все свой пай нести
- Robert Burns: On Mrs. Riddell’s Birthday:
- Robert Burns: Lovely Young Jessie:
- For P’ei Ti by Wang Wei
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
- Владимир Маяковский – Буржуазия и пролетариат стали врагами друг против друга… (Главполитпросвет №19)
- Владимир Маяковский – Будь готов
- Владимир Маяковский – Бруклинский мост
- Владимир Маяковский – Бродвей
- Владимир Маяковский – Братство РОСТА БН
- Владимир Маяковский – Богомольное
- Владимир Маяковский – Близится сушь… (Главполитпросвет №184)
- Владимир Маяковский – Били раз… (РОСТА №631)
- Анатолий Жигулин – Обвал
- Анатолий Жигулин – О, жизнь! Я всё тебе прощаю
- Анатолий Жигулин – О, Родина, в неярком блеске
- Анатолий Жигулин – Ночная смена
- Анатолий Жигулин – Невыразимы сладкой тишью
- Анатолий Жигулин – Не надо бояться памяти
- Анатолий Жигулин – Начало поэмы
- Анатолий Жигулин – Москва
- Анатолий Жигулин – Мне помнится рудник Бутугычаг
- Анатолий Жигулин – Марта, Марта! Весеннее имя
- Анатолий Жигулин – Лисенок
- Анатолий Жигулин – Лесные дороги
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.