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
- Robert Burns: A Winter Night :
- His Mercy Endureth For Ever by John Oxenham
- Orlando Furioso Canto 19 by Ludovico Ariosto
- The Queen’s Rival by Sarojini Naidu
- Николай Карамзин – Делиины слова
- English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 91. Oh, Ye Dead!. Томас Мур.
- An Elegy On The Glory Of Her Sex, Mrs Mary Blaize by Oliver Goldsmith
- Владимир Костров – Новогодняя ночь
- On An Insight On Grecian Spring by Nithin Purple
- Elm by Sylvia Plath
- in_the_stone_i_rooted.html
- Sonnet LXV by William Shakespeare
- Golden Eangle
- Олег Бундур – Без меня
- Маяковский – Послушайте: Стих Владимира Маяковского – Читать текст стихотворения на Poetry Monster
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