Path
by Pierre Reverdy
Near the open road
And woods under the snow
A point that lifts the night
A lamp keeps watch
Upon the white face
the lowered eyelids
Upon the bare wall
the closed shutters
Ruts in the soil come together
The bridge nearer
And cubes all about
Shapes
Objects
The mystery of doors
We step across emotion barring the road
And without turning we continue onward
The house will not follow
The house is watching us
From between two trees
its red topknot
and white brow
Silence lingers
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Maid Vor My Bride by William Barnes
- Lincoln by Vachel Lindsay
- Impotens poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Зинаида Александрова – Мы оделись раньше всех
- Жан де Лафонтен – Садовод и Помещик
- The Raft by Vachel Lindsay
- Nasrudin’s donkey eats poetry by Raj Arumugam
- As Adam, Early in the Morning. by Walt Whitman
- Recollection
- Art by Washington Allston
- Attadale, West Highlands by William Ernest Henley
- Вера Звягинцева – Околдовано сердце моё
- Иван Варавва – Соловей на веточке
- Morning Poem #40 by Wanda Phipps
- The Green Linnet by William Wordsworth
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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).
