The sun, a sheer glowing ball,
Falls in a rush of mahogany light
Smokey and palpable
Through the evening night
The air is dense and downy soft
The moon a thin reed flute
Whose solitary tune hearkens to the
Wavering, ethereal keening
Of wind among the creaking pines
The bone-white moon shines eerily
And the air is filled with
The faraway melody of bells
The taste of jasmine blossoms
Settles, glimmering imperceptibly
Over everything
Copyright ©: 2010
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Высоцкий – Возле города Пекина
- The Song of the Women by Rudyard Kipling
- Missing Person by Vinita Agrawal
- In Praise of Songs that Die by Vachel Lindsay
- To a Lady, Who Made Me a Present of a Silver Pen by William Somervile
- Poems On Love by Rabindranath Tagore
- Night on the Convoy by Siegfried Sassoon
- Валерий Брюсов – Из наблюдений
- Lucretius poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- One Sweet White Light
- To The Rev. Mr. Newton, On His Return From Ramsgate by William Cowper
- Chain Of Pearls by Rabindranath Tagore
- Secrets of Academic Success: Passion
- A Walk by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Михаил Лермонтов – Я видел тень блаженства
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).
