by Ainne Frances dela Cruz
In my old age,
my parents have decided
to give me space:
a room of my own
complete with a bed
and a view of the
woods beside our house.
As the body grows older
it grows inflexible, it seems
either that
or my bed is too hard
I can’t sleep nights.
My muscles involuntarily
curve to an imaginary space
you occupied
lifetimes ago.
I feel the strain of living
whenever my cheek touches
bedsheets, made rough-smooth
by the spin-dry cycle of
the washing-machine downstairs.
I open my windows
to the elements.
I laugh at the face
of cyclones.
There is no reason
to stay.
Why will I
miss this place?
THE LAB 7TH EDITION. Summer 2011, Cultural Arts & Theatre Society
Copyright ©:
2011
A few random poems:
- Helen all Alone by Rudyard Kipling
- Hey birds by Raj Arumugam
- Николай Языков – Песня (Я жду тебя, когда вечерней мглою)
- An Ode, On Reading Mr. Richardson’s History Of Sir Charles Grandison by William Cowper
- A Faded Postcard Is A Tanka Daydream
- Stanzas poem – John Keats poems
- Northern Farmer: New Style poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- On Mr. Gay poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- The Carnival by Robert Creeley
- Look You, I’ll Go Pray by Vachel Lindsay
- Алишер Навои – Осрамился я
- Cut by Sylvia Plath
- Robert Burns: Paraphrase Of The First Psalm:
- Robert Burns: Elegy On Captain Matthew Henderson: A Gentleman who held the Patent for his Honours immediately from Almighty God.
- Sonnet 130: My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun by William Shakespeare
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
