by Alicja Kuberska
He awakened hope inside her, and she believed in a lucky lot.
Once again, she felt beautiful, desirable – the contemporary Queen of Sheba.
For her, the flowers bloomed in the Hanging Gardens of Babylon,
Roses diffused their intoxicating perfume, and the nightingales sang at night.
The stars foretold happiness, the moon plated her dreams with silver.
In the mornings she would find a cup of coffee in the online chat,
And a magnificent bouquet of flowers with an attached love letter.
Magic carpets fell at her feet, and silks enveloped her.
He left without a word, melted into the ether like every mirage.
She awoke when he sent a bill for the time they spent together
Poland
Copyright ©:
Alicja Kuberska
A few random poems:
- Dignissimo Suo Amico Doctori Wittie. De Translatione Vulgi poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Conviction (iii) by Stevie Smith
- Makers And Creatures by Vernon Scannell
- Владимир Высоцкий – Новые левые, мальчики бравые
- Владимир Маяковский – Чтоб нас не заела разруха зубами голодных годов… (Главполитпросвет №7)
- A Question by Robert Frost
- Thoughts. by Walt Whitman
- What Then? by William Butler Yeats
- The Two Terrors poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Николай Заболоцкий – Новый быт
- The Metropolitan Tower by Sara Teasdale
- This Day, O Soul. by Walt Whitman
- Низами Гянджеви – Искендер-наме – Страница 11 из 15
- Bitterness by Philip Levine
- Andante Con Moto by William Ernest Henley
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
- I Heard You, Solemn-sweet Pipes of the Organ. by Walt Whitman
- I hear it was Charged against Me. by Walt Whitman
- I Hear America Singing. by Walt Whitman
- I Dream’d in a Dream. by Walt Whitman
- I am He that Aches with Love. by Walt Whitman
- Hush’d be the Camps To-day. by Walt Whitman
- How Solemn as One by One. by Walt Whitman
- Hours Continuing Long. by Walt Whitman
- Here the Frailest Leaves of Me. by Walt Whitman
- Here, Sailor. by Walt Whitman
- Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour. by Walt Whitman
- Great are the Myths. by Walt Whitman
- Gods. by Walt Whitman
- Gliding Over All. by Walt Whitman
- Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun. by Walt Whitman
- Germs. by Walt Whitman
- Full of Life, Now. by Walt Whitman
- From Paumanok Starting. by Walt Whitman
- From My Last Years. by Walt Whitman
- From Far Dakota’s Cañons. by Walt Whitman
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
