Did I think I saw
A shadow criss cross my slate
A glimpse was it surfacing
my unwinding fate?
Did I see a face slip
Between the fogs of my morning dreams
Did I trace on my tips
the memory of her moving lips
Did I strain my ear to hear
Her anklets echo my strolling strides
Did I wish the mist to clear
To catch a sight of her
on frothing tides?
Did the soul of the evening skies
Seep into my pounding cells
Did I hear ringing temple bells
when she saw me from the corner
of her flashing eyes.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- I Make My bed Of Roses by Timothy Thomas Fortune
- Валерий Брюсов – Февраль
- The Pity Of Love by William Butler Yeats
- At Last the Secret is Out by W H Auden
- The Ballad of the King’s Mercy by Rudyard Kipling
- Шекспир – Мои глаза в тебя не влюблены – Сонет 141
- In Memoriam
- The Bell From Europe by Weldon Kees
- The Portrait — English Translation by Rabindranath Tagore
- On a Portrait of a Deaf Man poem – John Betjeman poems
- Fairy Tale by Robert Desnos
- traveling.html
- Carrion Comfort poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Иннокентий Анненский – Леконт де Лиль. Над синим мраком ночи длинной
- Ballade Made In The Hot Weather by William Ernest Henley
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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).
