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
- Why?
- Ольга Берггольц – Марш оловянных солдатиков
- Robert Burns: Epitaph For James Smith:
- A Country Nosegay poem – Alfred Austin
- Out A-Nuttèn by William Barnes
- Ольга Берггольц – 27 января 1945 года
- the_emigrant.html
- An Ode, On Reading Mr. Richardson’s History Of Sir Charles Grandison by William Cowper
- Clinic by Rob Leatherman Sr.
- Федор Сологуб – Моя верховная воля
- Ballade Of The Tweed poem – Andrew Lang poems
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 54. Oh, yet we Trust that somehow Goo poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Омар Хайям – Друзей поменьше
- Behavior. by Walt Whitman
- Perseus by Sylvia Plath
Some external links:
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).
