on a summer afternoon
i take my little allen
far to a field near the forest
of some cheerful cherry trees
where he could jump wildly
on ever-naked soil
finger the freshness of fruit
and smell the scarlet of nature
letting the wanton wind
blow hard and straight
through his limbs and senses
long numbed in the city pen
by the heavy grey of cement
it is really fun, dad
and the cherries are so delicious
yes, but the trees are hard to grow, son
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Головотяпам
- Гавриил Державин – Подражание псалму (Терпел я, уповал на Бога)
- The Shrike by Sylvia Plath
- Ольга Седакова – В незапамятных зимах
- Владимир Маяковский – Рассказ про то, как узнал Фадей закон
- Sow by Sylvia Plath
- I hear the roar of a Harley… by River Urke
- Nevertheless by Marianne Moore
- Новелла Матвеева – Когда Вселенная открывает нам добровольно
- Ольга Седакова – Прощание
- What Best I See In Thee. by Walt Whitman
- Indignation Of A High-Minded Spaniard by William Wordsworth
- The Song of the Borderguard by Robert Duncan
- Screw-Guns by Rudyard Kipling
- Bare Tongue by Satish Verma
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).
