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
- To Homer poem – John Keats poems
- The sky has never seen such a moon
- any_man_speaks.html
- Move Eastward, Happy Earth poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Гавриил Державин – Похвала комару
- In The Well poem – Andrew Hudgins poems | Poems and Poetry
- High Talk by William Butler Yeats
- In Memoriam A. HIn Memoriam A. H. H.: 56. So careful of the type? but no.: 55. The wish, that of the living whol poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Алексей Плещеев – Дети века все больные
- Lunch by Ross D Tyler
- Preludes by T. S. Eliot
- Федор Сологуб – Слепой судьбе противореча
- The Bonifratrian Hospital by Nijole Miliauskaite
- To the Bartholdi Statue poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Man And The Echo by William Butler Yeats
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).
