We have done what we wanted.
We have discarded dreams, preferring the heavy industry
of each other, and we have welcomed grief
and called ruin the impossible habit to break.
And now we are here.
The dinner is ready and we cannot eat.
The meat sits in the white lake of its dish.
The wine waits.
Coming to this
has its rewards: nothing is promised, nothing is taken away.
We have no heart or saving grace,
no place to go, no reason to remain.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- O Little Root of a Dream by Paul Celan
- Владимир Высоцкий – Песня Вани перед студентами
- Владимир Маяковский – Нас потеснили… (РОСТА №337)
- Николай Заболоцкий – Я трогал листы эвкалипта
- The Last Judgment poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Epistle To Mrs Teresa Blount.[On Her Leaving The Town After The Coronation] poem – Alexander Pope
- A Minor Poet by Stephen Vincent Benet
- Thisbes Song
- He Has Lived In Many Houses by Thomas Lux
- Валерий Брюсов – Годы в былом
- The Song Of The Kasak poem – Alexander Pushkin
- A Practical Young Woman poem – Irwin Russell “,
- Ольга Высотская – Звёздочки
- A Summary History of Lord Clive by William Topaz McGonagall
- Song Of Four Faries poem – John Keats poems
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).
