O Homeland! O Eagle,
Plunging, through the bars of my cell,
Your fiery beak in my eyes!
All I possess in the presence of death
Is pride and fury.
I have willed that my heart be planted as a tree,
That my forehead become an abode for skylarks.
O eagle,
I am unworthy of your lofty wing,
I prefer a crown of flame.
O homeland!
We were born and raised in your wound,
And ate the fruit of your trees,
To witness the birth of your daybreak.
O eagle unjustly languishing in chains,
O legendary death which once was sought,
Your fiery beak is still plunged in my eye.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Long I Thought that Knowledge. by Walt Whitman
- Daryl, My Son by Ronald G. Auguste
- Let me Count the Poets Left by Michael K. Shiu
- motionless_body.html
- Impromptu on Dumourier’s Desertion of the French Republican Army by Robert Burns
- Phallus
- Spiritual Memories of Mother by Raj Napal
- Владимир Маяковский – Ров (РОСТА №181)
- Robert Burns: Adam Armour’s Prayer:
- What Are Big Girls Made Of? by Marge Piercy
- Sonnet. Written In Answer To A Sonnet By J. H. Reynolds poem – John Keats poems
- Sculpture of Debris on the Waterfront by Martina Reisz Newberry
- The Lute Player Of Casa Blanca
- Hoppleroopleoopledook by Pornika Ganguly
- Momma Welfare Roll by Maya Angelou
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).
