The Copper Beech
by Marie Howe
Immense, entirely itself,
it wore that yard like a dress,
with limbs low enough for me to enter it
and climb the crooked ladder to where
I could lean against the trunk and practice being alone.
One day, I heard the sound before I saw it, rain fell
darkening the sidewalk.
Sitting close to the center, not very high in the branches,
I heard it hitting the high leaves, and I was happy,
watching it happen without it happening to me.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Robert Burns: Pegasus At Wanlockhead:
- Олег Григорьев – Как бумажный пароходик
- Аля Кудряшева – Зима застыла среди теней
- Locksley Hall poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Владимир Высоцкий – Смотрины
- Blue Moles by Sylvia Plath
- Sonnet CX by William Shakespeare
- Ольга Берггольц – Два стихотворения дочерям
- My Aroma
- Шекспир – Дыханье мысли и огонь желанья – Сонет 45
- Олег Бундур – Из магазина
- Power of Peace by Rixa White
- Омар Хайям – Не таи в своем сердце обид и скорбей
- Our Be’thplace by William Barnes
- Stacking The Straw poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
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).
