O rose beyond the reach of time and of the senses
O kiss enveloped in the scarves of all the winds
surprise me with one dream
that my madness will recoil from you
Recoiling from you
In order to approach you
I discovered time
Approaching you
in order to recoil form you
I discovered my senses
Between approach and recoil
there is a stone the size of a dream
It does not approach
It does not recoil
You are my country
A stone is not what I am
therefor I do not like to face the sky
not do I die level with the ground
but I am a stranger, always a stranger
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Ambrose Bierce – Ambrose Bierce Poems | Poems and Poetry
- An Image From A Past Life by William Butler Yeats
- Blame Aphrodite by Sappho
- No LOVE by venkatesh.valusa
- News, lassies, news (Song) by Robert Burns
- Иида Дакоцу – С землею смешались
- The Bonnie House O’ Airly poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Ashore
- On The Wedding Of The Aeronaut poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Spring – The First Pastoral ; or Damon poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Sonnet 12
- Ольга Седакова – Где-нибудь в углу запущенной болезни
- Borow
- Ольга Седакова – Когда говорю я: помилуй
- Exposed On The Cliffs Of The Heart by Rainer Maria Rilke
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).
