A poem by Adrienne Cecile Rich (1929 – 2012)
Far back when I went zig-zagging
through tamarack pastures
you were my genius, you
my cast-iron Viking, my helmed
lion-heart king in prison.
Years later now you’re young
my fierce half-brother, staring
down from that simplified west
your breast open, your belt dragged down
by an oldfashioned thing, a sword
the last bravado you won’t give over
though it weighs you down as you stride
and the stars in it are dim
and maybe have stopped burning.
But you burn, and I know it;
as I throw back my head to take you in
and old transfusion happens again:
divine astronomy is nothing to it.
Indoors I bruise and blunder
break faith, leave ill enough
alone, a dead child born in the dark.
Night cracks up over the chimney,
pieces of time, frozen geodes
come showering down in the grate.
A man reaches behind my eyes
and finds them empty
a woman’s head turns away
from my head in the mirror
children are dying my death
and eating crumbs of my life.
Pity is not your forte.
Calmly you ache up there
pinned aloft in your crow’s nest,
my speechless pirate!
You take it all for granted
and when I look you back
it’s with a starlike eye
shooting its cold and egotistical spear
where it can do least damage.
Breath deep! No hurt, no pardon
out here in the cold with you
you with your back to the wall.

A few random poems:
- Kinetic Poem 2 by Roger McGough
- A Warning To My Readers by Wendell Berry
- To A Poet, Who Would Have Me Praise Certain Bad Poets, Imitators Of His And Mine by William Butler Yeats
- Владимир Высоцкий – На острове необитаемом
- Владимир Британишский – На Марсовом поле
- Robert Burns: My Wife’s A Winsome Wee Thing:
- By The Seaside by William Wordsworth
- Robert Burns: I Gaed A Waefu’ Gate Yestreen:
- To All and Everything by Vladimir Mayakovsky
- Алексей Плещеев – Дети века все больные
- Кондратий Рылеев – Меня пленяли наши деды
- Gentlmen-Rankers by Rudyard Kipling
- Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 XII. Sonnet Composed At —- Castle by William Wordsworth
- Sonnet LXI by William Shakespeare
- Константин Бальмонт – Мост
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
- A New Broom by Witt Wittmann
- A Form Of Women by Robert Creely
- A Sonnet Occasioned by the Bad Weather Which Hindered the Sports at New-Market in January, 1616 by William Drummond
- A Little Te Deum Of The Commonplace by John Oxenham
- Telephone Conversation by Wole Soyinka
- I think it rains by Wole Soyinka
- Dedication From Moremi by Wole Soyinka
- As Like The Woman As You Can by William Ernest Henley
- A Thanksgiving by William Ernest Henley
- At Queensferry by William Ernest Henley
- A New Song to an Old Tune by William Ernest Henley
- A Love By The Sea by William Ernest Henley
- A Late Lark Twitters From The Quiet Skies by William Ernest Henley
- A Dainty Thing’s The Villanelle by William Ernest Henley
- Blithe Dreams Arise To Greet Us by William Ernest Henley
- Beside The Idle Summer Sea by William Ernest Henley
- Ballade Of Youth And Age by William Ernest Henley
- Ballade Of Truisms by William Ernest Henley
- Ballade Of A Toyokuni Colour-Print by William Ernest Henley
- Ballade Of Midsummer Days And Nights by William Ernest Henley
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
Adrienne Cecile Rich (1929 – 2012) was an American poet, essayist, and feminist.