On The High Pedestal
by Shahida Latif
When I unfurl, unfold my wings,
For the new flight and fresh trip,
I remember you by recollecting
Memories of the past.
Drops of tears like lamps
Begin to hang on the lashes,
The colourful stars begin to glimmer
On the hems of my dress.
I feel the ravened sky looking at me
With the smile of a saint, as if
God begins to lay, spread new tracks,
And I trespass the boundaries
Of self-control to cover the distances long,
With fresh zeal, laden with unseen trials,
But I see you standing there in front,
On the high pedestal of the destination
Awaiting and beckoning me to embrace.
End of the poem
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- Just Thinking by William Stafford
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- Epigram—Commissary Goldie’s Brains by Robert Burns
- Федор Сологуб – Ариадна
- The Twa Sisters poem – Andrew Lang poems
- 我爱我的老鼠
- Вера Павлова – В ранец тетрадки собраны
- Иван Крылов – Ода, выбранная из псалма 14-го
- Николай Глазков – Покуда карты не раскрыты
- Владимир Высоцкий – Сорняков, когда созреют
- The house where I was born (02) by Yves Bonnefoy
- The Old Maid by Sara Teasdale
- Гавриил Державин – На возвращение графа Зубова из Персии
- Masks poem – Ezra Pound poems
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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).
