Abyss
by Pierre Reverdy
I was ready for all that might happen
Head lowered
Feet touching my head
And everything that moved in the corner
Against the wall
Opposite me and beside me
The mirror as it faded had begun to tremble
There was a light
Long ago
and the face that I see
Midnight
Would this be the hour
Under the roof the rain-pipe weeps
And a far-off train that was calling
The room stretched beyond the walls
At that moment they might have caught me
Or I could even have stumbled
World was falling over and over into slumber
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Луговской – Дорога
- Ок Мельникова – Блюз-16
- Her Epitaph by William Strode
- Владимир Британишский – Можга
- Robert Burns: Sappho Redivivus: Fragment
- Dawn Revisited by Rita Dove
- Олег Бундур – Орлан-белохвост
- On A Drop Of Dew poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Aquamarine Butterfly by Nina Gabriel
- Singing Darkness by Satish Verma
- April’s Charms by William Henry Davies
- English Poetry. John Townsend Trowbridge. Midwinter. Джон Таунсенд Троубридж.
- Cotton and Corn by Thomas Moore
- Isabella; Or, The Pot Of Basil: A Story From Boccaccio poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet CXXXI by William Shakespeare
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