Autunm eats its leaf out of my hand: we are friends.
From the nuts we shell time and we teach it to walk:
then time returns to the shell.
In the mirror it’s Sunday,
in dream there is room for sleeping,
our mouths speak the truth.
My eye moves down to the sex of my loved one:
we look at each other,
we exchange dark words,
we love each other like poppy and recollection,
we sleep like wine in the conches,
like the sea in the moon’s blood ray.
We stand by the window embracing, and people look up from
the street:
it is time they knew!
It is time the stone made an effort to flower,
time unrest had a beating heart.
It is time it were time.
It is time.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Sonnet 72: O, lest the world should task you to recite by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Маяковский – Расчистка пути (РОСТА)
- Another On The Same poem – John Milton poems
- Владимир Высоцкий – Ленинградская блокада
- A Ballad (Thesis for a Doctor’s Degree) poem – Andrei Voznesensky poems
- Translated from Geibel poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Writing Science Poetry
- Bearhug by Michael Ondaatje
- The Habit Of Perfection poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Kyrenaikos
- A Translation Of The Nightingale Out Of Strada by William Strode
- In Answer to a Request poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- After Years by Ted Kooser
- Bridge-Guard in the Karroo by Rudyard Kipling
- Robert Burns: On Commissary Goldie’s Brains:
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).
