As an April garden
Breathes the scent of rain-
Rain that calls her treasures
Back to life again-
So my spirit quickens to the opening strain.
In its sheath of darkness
Fancy’s folded wing
Thrills and stirs and quivers
To another spring,
When the bow is drawn across the trembling string.
In their grave of silence,
In their husk and core,
Dreams that winter buried
Feel the sap once more
Running warm and vital, as it ran before.
Into secret chambers
Where old passions sleep,
Through the long-closed shutters,
Lights of morning creep:
Through the opening doorway airs of morning sweep.
Hope resurgent, and Youth,
With their dancing train,
Mingled grief and glory,
Blended bliss and pain,
Ecstasies and agonies, come forth and live again.
Wizard hand that summoned
Each forgotten ghost,
Plays like wind or water
With the spell-bound host,
Sailing seas supernal, for no earthly coast.
Yet no magic music
That an ear can mark
Draws them winging upward
Through the mist and dark,
As the sky at sunrise draws the mounting lark.
Through the poet-spirit,
Touched with heavenly fire,
Heavenly voices whisper
In the wood and wire.
God is the musician, and my soul the lyre.
A few random poems:
- Song at Sunset. by Walt Whitman
- Seeking Beauty by William Henry Davies
- An Eare-Stringe by William Strode
- The First Extra poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Pad, Pad by Stevie Smith
- 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.
- Алишер Навои – Скиталец горький, страсть таю я
- Elegy I. To Charles Deodati (Translated From Milton) by William Cowper
- Russia To The Pacifists by Rudyard Kipling
- Ballad of the Goodly Fere poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Николай Тихонов – Баллада о гвоздях
- Epigram at Brownhill Inn by Robert Burns
- The Perfect Sacrifice by William Cowper
- Baile And Aillinn by William Butler Yeats
- Владимир Маяковский – Птичка божия
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
- Владимир Высоцкий – Дела
- Владимир Высоцкий – Давно, в эпоху мрачного язычества
- Владимир Высоцкий – Давайте я спою вам в подражанье радиолам
- Владимир Высоцкий – Иноходец
- Владимир Высоцкий – И в Дубне, и на Таганке что-то ставят, что-то строят
- Владимир Высоцкий – И сегодня, и намедни
- Владимир Высоцкий – И душа, и голова, кажись, болит
- Владимир Высоцкий – Грусть моя, тоска моя
- Владимир Высоцкий – Грицюку
- Владимир Высоцкий – Граждане, ах, сколько ж я не пел
- Владимир Высоцкий – Говорят, лезу прямо под нож
- Владимир Высоцкий – Наши добрые зрители
- Владимир Высоцкий – Нараспашку, при любой погоде
- Владимир Высоцкий – Нам вчера прислали из рук вон плохую весть
- Владимир Высоцкий – Нам говорят без всякой лести
- Владимир Высоцкий – Надпись на афише Смехову к 400-му спектаклю «Антимиры»
- Владимир Высоцкий – Надо с кем-то рассорить кого-то
- Владимир Высоцкий – Набросок песни к к/ф “Вооружён и очень опасен”
- Владимир Высоцкий – Наброски песен к несостоявшемуся спектаклю по сказкам Шергина
- Владимир Высоцкий – Набат
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
Ada Cambridge (1844 – 1926), also known as Ada Cross, was an English-born Australian author and poetess. She wrote more than 25 works of fiction, three volumes of poetry and two autobiographical works.