I empty myself of the names of others. I empty my pockets.
I empty my shoes and leave them beside the road.
At night I turn back the clocks;
I open the family album and look at myself as a boy.
What good does it do? The hours have done their job.
I say my own name. I say goodbye.
The words follow each other downwind.
I love my wife but send her away.
My parents rise out of their thrones
into the milky rooms of clouds. How can I sing?
Time tells me what I am. I change and I am the same.
I empty myself of my life and my life remains.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Monsters under the bed by Thomas J Camp
- Poems, Potatoes by Sylvia Plath
- The Song For Colin by Sara Teasdale
- Nasrudin’s donkey eats poetry by Raj Arumugam
- Responsibilities; Introduction by William Butler Yeats
- Time And The Garden by Yvor Winters
- English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Home. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
- The Princess (The Conclusion) poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Haunted by you by Melissa Skelton
- Sonnet CXXXII by William Shakespeare
- Boots by Rudyard Kipling
- Astrophel and Stella: XCII by Sir Philip Sidney
- Malmaison poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- the_dormouse_and_the_doctor.html
- The Last Bargain by Rabindranath Tagore
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).
