They are so beautiful, and so very young
they seem almost to glitter with perfection,
these creatures that I briefly move among.
I never get to stay with them for long,
but even so, I view them with affection:
they are so beautiful, and so very young.
Poised or clumsy, placid or high-strung,
they’re expert in the art of introspection,
these creatures that I briefly move among—
And if their words don’t quite trip off the tongue
consistently, with just the right inflection,
they remain beautiful. And very young.
Still, I have to tell myself it’s wrong
to think of them as anything but fiction,
these creatures that I briefly move among—
Because, like me, they’re traveling headlong
in that familiar, vertical direction
that coarsens beautiful, blackmails young—
the two delusions we all move among.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Villonaud for This Yule poem – Ezra Pound poems
- The Old Manor House
- The Last Meeting by Siegfried Sassoon
- Владимир Британишский – Урочище
- Married Peäir’s Love Walk by William Barnes
- Иннокентий Анненский – Франсис Жамм. Когда для всех меня не станет меж живыми
- Wet City Night
- Parting by William Butler Yeats
- Lovers since Eternity by Preeth Nambiar
- “O you, far colder, whiter” by Torquato Tasso
- A Mesh by Shahida Latif
- Иосиф Бродский – Бюст Тиберия
- Strike, Churl poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Soul’s Birth by Sara Teasdale
- On Chloris requesting a sprig of blossom’d thorn by Robert Burns
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).
