a cold evening, swollen painful
willow buds
migrating birds are
perched in the skeletons
of trees along the shore like great
black blossoms
a small reddish flame
there, far off, trembles in the icy wind
as if alive, near the water
a fire stoked by children
it’s almost warmer, isn’t it,
as we draw near
End of the poem
15 random poems
- On Your Midnight Pallet Lying poem – A. E. Housman
- XIV: Some Verses: To Mr. Edward Allane by William Alexander
- Владимир Британишский – Аркадия
- Love Sonnet XLIV poem – Zora Bernice May Cross poems
- Василий Казин – Мой отец простой водопроводчик
- DEATH AND VISION by Satish Verma
- Drunkenness
- The Polar Koala Bear by Robby Charters
- Transcience by Sarojini Naidu
- A Color of the Sky by Tony Hoagland
- To Death poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Morning Walk
- Зинаида Александрова – Лошадка
- Writing to Onegin by Ruth Padel
- Вера Звягинцева – Качаешься в гробу стеклянном
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
