The January Birds
by Maurice Riordan
The birds in Nunhead Cemetery begin
Before I’ve flicked a switch, turned on the gas.
There must be some advantage to the light
I tell myself, viewing my slackened chin
Mirrored in the rain-dark window glass,
While from the graveyard’s trees, the birds begin.
An image from a dream survives the night,
Some dreck my head refuses to encompass.
There must be some advantage to the light.
You are you I mouth to my shadow skin,
Though you are me, assuming weight and mass —
While from the graveyard’s trees, the birds begin:
Thrush, blackbird, finch — then rooks take fright
At a skip-truck and protest, cawing en masse.
There must be some advantage to the light,
Or birds would need the gift of second sight
To sing Another year will come to pass!
The birds in Nunhead Cemetery begin,
There must be some advantage to the light.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Чудом тени
- Ольга Берггольц – Знаю, чем меня пленила
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Улетевшим мечтам
- On King Arthur’s Round Table at Winchester by Thomas Warton
- Hex by Rachel McKibbens
- Haiku by Robby Charters
- Robert Burns: The Cooper O’ Cuddy:
- Федор Тютчев – Каким венком нам увенчать
- Ode To Psyche poem – John Keats poems
- What Then? by William Butler Yeats
- The Aegean by Maria Luisa Spaziani
- Владимир Маяковский – Первый из пяти
- One Day You Will Miss Me.. by Rahul S
- Robert Burns: Sonnet On The Death Of Robert Riddell: Of Glenriddell and Friars’ Carse.
- Ring Out Your Bells by Sir Philip Sidney
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).
