The reason to be autonomous is to stand there,
a cleared instrument, ready to act, to search
the moral realm and actual conditions for what
needs to be done and to do it: fine, the
best, if it works out, but if, like a gun, it
comes in handy to the wrong choice, why then
you see the danger in the effective: better
then an autonomy that stands and looks about,
negotiating nothing, the supreme indifferences:
is anything to be gained where as much is lost:
and if for every action there is an equal and
opposite reaction has the loss been researched
equally with the gain: you can see how the
milling actions of millions could come to a
buzzard-like glide as from a coincidental,
warm bottom of water stuck between chilled
peaks: it is not so easy to say, OK, go on
out and act: who, doing what, to what or
whom: just a minute: should the bunker be
bombed (if it stores gas): should all the
rattlers die just because they rattle: if I
hear the young gentleman vomiter roaring down
the hall in the men’s room, should I go and
inquire of him, reducing him to my care: no
wonder the great sayers (who say nothing) sit
about in inaccessible states of mind: no
wonder still wisdom and catatonia appear to
exchange places occasionally: but if anything
were easy, our easy choices soon would carry
away our ignorance with the world-better
let the mixed-up mix and let the surface shine
with all the possibilities, each in itself.
A few random poems:
- The Heart Breaking
- Валерий Брюсов – Две вазы
- All Hail To The Czar! poem – Alfred Austin
- On The Death Of Mr William Hervey
- Repose In God by William Cowper
- Robert Burns: My Collier Laddie:
- Николай Гербель – Введение к поэме
- The Dying Prince
- Sir Philip Sidney; Astrophel and Stella: XXIII by Sir Philip Sidney
- Décembre austral by Patryck Froissart
- “From the man whom I love, though my heart I disguise,” by Tobias Smollett
- Вера Павлова – В ранец тетрадки собраны
- To The Autumn Wind poem – Alfred Austin
- Cake by Roger McGough
- Come Into The Garden, Maud poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Morning Poem #6 by Wanda Phipps
- Morning Poem #59 by Wanda Phipps
- Morning Poem #43 by Wanda Phipps
- Morning Poem #40 by Wanda Phipps
- Morning Poem #39 by Wanda Phipps
- Morning Poem #39 by Wanda Phipps
- Morning Poem #1 by Wanda Phipps
- Your Voice by Walter William Safar
- The Land Beyond the Rainbow by Walter William Safar
- Old Homeless Man by Walter William Safar
- Ode to Poetry by Walter William Safar
- Ode to Mother Nature by Walter William Safar
- Mother Nature by Walter William Safar
- Me, The Wind and the Old Shadow by Walter William Safar
- Lonely Nights by Walter William Safar
- Life by Walter William Safar
- It’s Beautiful to See Through the Eyes of the Sky by Walter William Safar
- In The Name of Eternal Love by Walter William Safar
- In the Name of Eternal Love by Walter William Safar
- Immigrant by Walter William Safar
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
Archie Randolph Ammons (1926-2001) was an important American poet, a modern classic, Ammons wrote about our relationship to nature in a way that is both comic and solemn. His poems often address religious and philosophical matters and scenes involving nature in a manner that is almost transcendental.