by ahcene mariche
I dressed a lot of persons
I patched clothes to many others
The rich as well as the poor
I took off thorns
To the sick I pierced boils
I also pierced plenty of ears
Most people need me
They can’t do without me
I adorned too many brides
I made their grooms look handsome
So that they please their admirers
I protected the miserable
I covered and wormed them
With the suitable cloth
I cared a lot for the wrecked
I provided them with food in plenty
I realized later on
That I was doing only good
But as if I was digging in water
No profit coming in return
From the ungrateful man
Yet I kept accomplishing my duty
What I said is an example
I took it from our rich repertory
All the words I’ve used
Are about my doings
And those of the needle
Which remains naked.
ahcene mariche
A few random poems:
- Михаил Кузмин – Трое (Нас было трое)
- Валерий Брюсов – Исполненное обещание романтическая поэма
- The Wold Wall by William Barnes
- Владимир Маяковский – Шляпами панов не забить… (РОСТА №222)
- My Daughter at 14, Christmas Dance, 1981 by Maria Mazziotti Gillan
- Владимир Лифшиц – Сверчок
- Наум Коржавин – Памяти Герцена или Баллада об историческом недосыпе
- The most noble bird, wife by Mukeshkumar Raval
- Алексей Плещеев – Песня
- Вера Звягинцева – Качаешься в гробу стеклянном
- Robert Burns: Sonnet On The Death Of Robert Riddell: Of Glenriddell and Friars’ Carse.
- A Charm by Rudyard Kipling
- Rhyme by the Bog by Robby Charters
- On Receiving A Laurel Crown From Leigh Hunt poem – John Keats poems
- Dinner in a Quick Lunch Room by Stephen Vincent Benet
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
- This Moment, Yearning and Thoughtful. by Walt Whitman
- This Dust was Once the Man. by Walt Whitman
- This Day, O Soul. by Walt Whitman
- This Compost. by Walt Whitman
- Think of the Soul. by Walt Whitman
- Thick-Sprinkled Bunting. by Walt Whitman
- These, I, Singing in Spring. by Walt Whitman
- There was a Child went Forth. by Walt Whitman
- The Wound-Dresser by Walt Whitman
- That Shadow, my Likeness. by Walt Whitman
- That Music Always Round Me. by Walt Whitman
- Tests. by Walt Whitman
- Tears. by Walt Whitman
- Still, though the One I Sing. by Walt Whitman
- States! by Walt Whitman
- Starting from Paumanok. by Walt Whitman
- Spontaneous Me. by Walt Whitman
- Spirit whose Work is Done. by Walt Whitman
- Spirit That Form’d This Scene. by Walt Whitman
- Sparkles from The Wheel. 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
