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
- Федор Сологуб – В норе темно и мглисто
- The Parabolic Ballad poem – Andrei Voznesensky poems
- Владимир Степанов – Суворовец
- A man said to the universe: by Stephen Crane
- Faun by Sylvia Plath
- What Work Is by Philip Levine
- Омар Хайям – Ад и рай
- A Dream (English Translation) by Rabindranath Tagore
- Doomes-Day: The Fifth Houre by William Alexander
- Владимир Маяковский – Не вразброд, не случайно (Главполитпросвет)
- Monadnock in Early Spring poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Deaf Mute in the Pear Tree by P. K. Page
- Doom’s Day by Satish Verma
- The Wistful Lady by Thomas Hardy
- Ольга Седакова – Хильдегарда
Some external links:
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).
