To Double Lock
by Pierre Reverdy
I am so far from the voices
From the festival’s distant murmur
The foaming mill wheel turns back
The sob of spring water ceases
The hour has painfully glided
Over the moon’s great beaches
And in the cramped warm spaces without a crevice
I sleep head upon elbow
In the calm desert within the lamp’s circle
Terrible time inhuman time
Hunted along muddy sidewalks
Far from the limpid amphitheatre that declines glasses
Far from the decanted song born of leisure
In a bitter tussle of laughter between the teeth
A faded sorrow quaking at your roots
I prefer death forgetfulness dignity
I am so far away when I contemplate all I love
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Михаил Кузмин – Уж не слышен конский топот
- The Song of the Women by Rudyard Kipling
- To John Hamilton Reynolds poem – John Keats poems
- White and Green poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Girl-Gladness poem – Zora Bernice May Cross poems
- Memory by William Browne
- The Wild Goose’s Will by Mike Yuan
- To A Little Girl That Has Told A Lie
- Robin Hood And The Potter poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Юлия Друнина – Я горожанка
- Had I a cave by Robert Burns
- Владимир Луговской – Игорь
- Стефан Малларме – Весеннее обновление
- Sonnet Viii
- The End by Sharon Olds
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Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
