A poem by Aldous Huxley (1894 – 1963)
I have run where festival was loud
With drum and brass among the crowd
Of panic revellers, whose cries
Affront the quiet of the skies;
Whose dancing lights contract the deep
Infinity of night and sleep
To a narrow turmoil of troubled fire.
And I have found my heart’s desire
In beechen caverns that autumn fills
With the blue shadowiness of distant hills;
Whose luminous grey pillars bear
The stooping sky: calm is the air,
Nor any sound is heard to mar
That crystal silence–as from far,
Far off a man may see
The busy world all utterly
Hushed as an old memorial scene.
Long evenings I have sat and been
Strangely content, while in my hands
I held a wealth of coloured strands,
Shimmering plaits of silk and skeins
Of soft bright wool. Each colour drains
New life at the lamp’s round pool of gold;
Each sinks again when I withhold
The quickening radiance, to a wan
And shadowy oblivion
Of what it was. And in my mind
Beauty or sudden love has shined
And wakened colour in what was dead
And turned to gold the sullen lead
Of mean desires and everyday’s
Poor thoughts and customary ways.
Sometimes in lands where mountains throw
Their silent spell on all below,
Drawing a magic circle wide
About their feet on every side,
Robbed of all speech and thought and act,
I have seen God in the cataract.
In falling water and in flame,
Never at rest, yet still the same,
God shows himself. And I have known
The swift fire frozen into stone,
And water frozen changelessly
Into the death of gems. And I
Long sitting by the thunderous mill
Have seen the headlong wheel made still,
And in the silence that ensued
Have known the endless solitude
Of being dead and utterly nought.
Inhabitant of mine own thought,
I look abroad, and all I see
Is my creation, made for me:
Along my thread of life are pearled
The moments that make up the world.
A few random poems:
- Владимир Высоцкий – То бишь о чём
- The Old Stone Cross by William Butler Yeats
- Amabel by Thomas Hardy
- Владимир Костров – Отшумели сады, отзвенела вода
- Epitaph for Mr. W. Cruickshank by Robert Burns
- Robert Burns: Halloween: The following poem will, by many readers, be well enough understood; but for the sake of those who are unacquainted with the manners and traditions of the country where the scene is cast, notes are added to give some account of the principal charms and spells of that night, so big with prophecy to the peasantry in the west of Scotland. The passion of prying into futurity makes a striking part of the history of human nature in its rude state, in all ages and nations; and it may be some entertainment to a philosophic mind, if any such honour the author with a perusal, to see the remains of it among the more unenlightened in our own.-R.B.
- The Two Springs by William Somervile
- Robert Burns: O May, Thy Morn:
- The Little Big Man by Rabindranath Tagore
- Answer To A Sonnet By J.H.Reynolds poem – John Keats poems
- Enigma by Thomas Moore
- A Slumber did my Spirit Seal by William Wordsworth
- Hymn Before Action by Rudyard Kipling
- Apathy by Shailendra Chauhan
- Man In Black by Sylvia Plath
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
- Олег Бундур – Дедушка воспитывает папу
- Олег Бундур – Дедушка
- Олег Бундур – Что будет, если
- Олег Бундур – Чем пахнет мама
- Олег Бундур – Чайковский
- Олег Бундур – Быстро расту
- Олег Бундур – Будильник
- Олег Бундур – Босиком
- Олег Бундур – Ближе к снегу
- Олег Бундур – Без меня
- Олег Бундур – Бесконечность
- Олег Бундур – Барашки
- Олег Бундур – Бабушка под зонтиком
- Олег Бундур – Август
- Олег Бундур – Аппетит
- Олег Бундур – А мне-то ничего
- Олег Бундур – 1 сентября
- Ок Мельникова – Заповедь номер одиннадцать
- Ок Мельникова – Всё будет
- Ок Мельникова – Вечные ценности
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
Aldous Leonard Huxley (1894 – 1963) was an English writer and philosopher. He wrote nearly fifty books—both novels and non-fiction works—as well as wide-ranging essays, narratives, and poems.