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
- Our Singing Strength by Robert Frost
- O You by Satish Verma
- On Observing Some Names Of Little Note Recorded In The Biographia Britannica by William Cowper
- Михаил Кузмин – Три раза я его видел лицом к лицу
- Валерий Брюсов – Песня гренландцев
- Praying Drunk poem – Andrew Hudgins poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Высоцкий – Это вовсе не френч-канкан
- A Poem to my Beloved by Walter William Safar
- Apostroph. by Walt Whitman
- the_man_that_poetry_made.html
- Robert Burns: O Were My Love Yon Lilac Fair:
- Reply to the Threat of a Censorious Critic by Robert Burns
- Валерий Брюсов – К портрету Лермонтова
- Владимир Корнилов – Отходная
- “Come listen, ye students of every degree” by Tobias Smollett
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).
