A poem by Alistar Crowley (1875-1947)
[Dedicated to Raymond Radclyffe]
I am that hawk of gold
Proud in adamantine poise
On the pillars of torqoise,
See,beyond the starry fold,
Where a darkling orb is rolled.
There, beneath a grove of yew,
Plays a babe. Should I despise
Such a foam of gold, and eyes
Burning beryline, so blue
That the sun seems peeping through?
Did I swwop, were Heaven amazed?
With my beak I strike but once;
Out there leap a million suns.
Through the universe that blazed
Screams theit light, and death is dazed.
In my womb the babe may leap;
Seek him not within my eye!
Nor demand thou of me why
I should plunge from crystal steep
Like a plummet to the deep!
See yon solitary star!
What a world of blackness wraps
Round it! Unimagined gaps!
Let it be! Content thy car
With the voyage to things that are!
Nor, an thou perchance behold
How I plunge and batten on
Earth’s exentrate carrion,
Deem torquoise match midden-mould
Or deny the Hawk of Gold!
A few random poems:
- Sonnet 121: Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed by William Shakespeare
- Untitled #13 by Nijole Miliauskaite
- When I Looked At You by Patrick Neo Mabiletsa
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- The Princess (part 3) poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- 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.
- You Look Up Pictures of Icelandic Ponies by Ruth Madievsky
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 22. The path by which we twain did go poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Николай Гербель – Зной
- Владимир Британишский – Петербургский горожанин
- Grass by Russell Edson
- initial mother’s day eve by matthew scott harris
- Ольга Берггольц – О да, простые, бедные слова
- Шекспир – Но не боюсь и смерть – Сонет 80
- An Epitaph poem – Andrew Marvell poems
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 Маяковский – Стихотворение это
- Владимир Маяковский – Стихи из предсмертной записки
- Стихи о советском паспорте – Маяковский: стих “Я достаю из широких штанин” Владимира Маяковского – Poetry Monster
- Владимир Маяковский – Стихи о Фоме
- Владимир Маяковский – Стих как бы шофера
- Владимир Маяковский – Старый мотив (РОСТА №137)
- Владимир Маяковский – Стабилизация быта
- Владимир Маяковский – Спросили раз меня: “Вы любите ли НЭП?”
- Владимир Маяковский – Сплетник
- Владимир Маяковский – Современный Козьма Прутков
- Владимир Маяковский – Советский Союз, намотай на ус – кто Юз
- Владимир Маяковский – Советская азбука (Железо куй, пока горячее…)
- Владимир Маяковский – Совет Труда и Обороны сделал ассигнование миллионное… ( Главполитпросвет №64)
- Владимир Маяковский – Солнечный флаг
- Владимир Маяковский – Солдаты самодержавной армии мясниками бывали… (РОСТА №146)
- Владимир Маяковский – Собственную революцию удушив… (РОСТА №443)
- Владимир Маяковский – Со страхом и трепетом открывали газету… (РОСТА №705)
- Владимир Маяковский – Смыкай ряды
- Владимир Маяковский – Смотри, шахтер! (РОСТА №894)
- Владимир Маяковский – Смотри, рабочий! Вот о чем сегодня речь (Главполитпросвет №166)
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
