She was fair as a Passion-flower,
(But little of love he knew.)
Her lucent eyes were like amber wine,
And her eyelids stained with blue.
He called them the Gates of Fair Desire,
And the Lakes where Beauty lay,
But I looked into them once, and saw
The eyes of Beasts of Prey.
He praised her teeth, that were small and white
As lilies upon his lawn,
While I remembered a tiger’s fangs
That met in a speckled fawn.
She had her way; a lover the more,
And I had a friend the less.
For long there was nothing to do but wait
And suffer his happiness.
But now I shall choose the sharpest Kriss
And nestle it in her breast,
For dead, he is drifting down to sea,
And his own hand wrought his rest.
A few random poems:
- Her Eyes Are Wild by William Wordsworth
- The Furl of Fresh-Leaved Dogrose Down poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Matter For Gratitude poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Robert Burns: Such A Parcel Of Rogues In A Nation:
- A Week Later by Sharon Olds
- Виктор Гусев – Песня о Москве
- Beachy Blues poem – Andrew Neil Maternick poems | Poems and Poetry
- Гавриил Державин – Модное остроумие
- When Smoke Stood Up From Ludlow poem – A. E. Housman
- When Day Is Done by Rabindranath Tagore
- Анатолий Жигулин – Москва
- Power of Peace by Rixa White
- Владимир Маяковский – Тресты
- In January by Ted Kooser
- Miserimus
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
- Владимир Высоцкий – На острове необитаемом
- Владимир Высоцкий – На Филиппинах бархатный сезон
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мы живём в большом селе Большие Вилы
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мы вращаем Землю
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мы вместе грабили одну и ту же хату
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мы просто куклы
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мы бдительны, мы тайн не разболтаем
- Владимир Высоцкий – Моя клятва (Первый стих)
- Владимир Высоцкий – Москва-Одесса
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мой Гамлет
- Высоцкий – Спасибо, что живой: стих, текст “Мой черный человек в костюме сером” – Poetry Monster
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мог бы быть я при тёще, при тесте
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мне в душу ступит кто-то посторонний
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мне скулы от досады сводит
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мне каждый вечер зажигают свечи
- Владимир Высоцкий – Михаилу Шемякину под впечатлением от серии “Чрево”
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мистерия хиппи
- Владимир Высоцкий – Милицейский протокол
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мажорный светофор, трёхцветье, трио
- Владимир Высоцкий – Маски
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
Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.