Desire # 4
by Patricia Fargnoli
Soon he will leave,
a man with four suitcases
hurrying into the rain.
All that can be kept then
is the black belt of sadness
which you have earned
four times over.
This is the hardest lesson–
you must let go of what
you would hold too firmly.
Four times the bells ring,
loud at first–
and then softer,
the sound disappearing
above you in the wet, white pines.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Федор Тютчев – Как он любил родные ели
- As With A Senryu S Hardening Ridge
- Олег Григорьев – Как бумажный пароходик
- Ask Me by William Stafford
- Олег Сердобольский – Черная считалка
- VERY DISTURBING by Satish Verma
- Sonnet 116: Let me not to the marriage of true minds by William Shakespeare
- When I Came Last to Ludlow poem – A. E. Housman
- Зинаида Александрова – Раз – два – три – четыре – пять
- Шекспир – Запечатленный в слове лик твой милый – Сонет 59
- Ode by William Wordsworth
- The Shrine by Sara Teasdale
- Hyperion poem – John Keats poems
- Come, come thou bleak December wind (fragment) by Samuel Coleridge
- Василий Казин – Эпоха
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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).
