the fragment of dream in my heart
is a shard of red glass
through which
we could watch the clouds
a tall transparent tree
a ladder leaned against a fence
a gentle and solemn
evening sky
the house is dark dark
your window is dark
a red ball in the faded grass
a crumbling wall
counterforts
night carefully
closed the door
no wind
no sound
***
it is only
a butterfly of night
dead on a white leaf
and you
want to be a hieroglyph
in ancient writings
***
I am again that stammering child
in the dark room, circled
by ghosts
by incomprehensible fear
I say your name
to myself
stuttering
syllable by syllable
I touch your forehead
timidly
a trembling
compass needle
I turn toward the north
your world is
endless angry unadorned
End of the poem
15 random poems
- attack_on_the_ad_man.html
- Prophets at Home by Rudyard Kipling
- Weary not of us, for we are very beautiful by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- An Apology for the Bottle Volcanic by Vachel Lindsay
- God Of Roads by Yvor Winters
- Федор Сологуб – Круг начертан, и Сивилла
- It Is March by W. S. Merwin
- The One Night Stand : An Approach to the Bridge by Paul Blackburn
- Traveling Through The Dark by William Stafford
- Edge by Sylvia Plath
- Николай Заболоцкий – Воздушное путешествие
- night_piece.html
- On the Death of a Young Gentleman by Phillis Wheatley
- Robert Burns: The Winter It Is Past:
- Sonnet 41: Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits by William Shakespeare
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).
