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
- Вероника Тушнова – Кто-то в проруби тонет
- Stray Pleasures by William Wordsworth
- Picture Puzzle Piece by Shel Silverstein
- Vain
- Нина Воронель – Суд современников не значит ни черта
- Double Ballade Of Primitive Man poem – Andrew Lang poems
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 22. The path by which we twain did go poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Омар Хайям – Если жизнь все равно неизбежно пройдет
- 9 Types of Lovers – The Twisted Version
- Lunar Eclipse by Satish Verma
- Михаил Ломоносов – Надпись на день рождения Ее Величества
- Bright Star, Would I Were Steadfast As Thou Art poem – John Keats poems
- Annie Marshall the Foundling by William Topaz McGonagall
- Hate Survives by Mac McGovern
- Sonnet 26: Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage by William Shakespeare
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).
