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
- A Last Request poem – Alfred Austin
- Вера Павлова – Снежную бабочку-однодневку
- Sonnet 82: I grant thou wert not married to my Muse by William Shakespeare
- The face wanted by Vinko Kalinić
- Николай Заболоцкий – Баллада Жуковского
- Allegory Of The Cave by Stephen Dunn
- Epilogue by Robert Lowell
- To A Cloud by William Cullen Bryant
- Verses Printed By Himself On A Flood At Olney by William Cowper
- Father And Child by William Butler Yeats
- The Yellow Violet by William Cullen Bryant
- Bivouac on a Mountain Side. by Walt Whitman
- There is a Candle in your Heart by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- 1926 by Weldon Kees
- Аля Кудряшева – Дождь напевает, искрясь по зарослям
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).
