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
- Alice Fell, Or Poverty by William Wordsworth
- Robert Burns: Auld Lang Syne:
- Владимир Высоцкий – Странные скачки
- Владимир Британишский – Екатеринбургский модерн
- If by Rudyard Kipling
- Sonnet 21: So is it not with me as with that muse by William Shakespeare
- The Tent poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- The Indian To His Love by William Butler Yeats
- Come by Sara Teasdale
- Николай Языков – Е. Н. Мандрыкиной (В младой груди моей о вас воспоминанья)
- Иннокентий Анненский – Еврипид. Вакханки (перевод)
- Владимир Высоцкий – Упрямо я стремлюсь ко дну
- To A Clergyman On The Death Of His Lady by Phillis Wheatley
- The Clime Of My Birth by Timothy Thomas Fortune
- Boadicea. An Ode by William Cowper
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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).