Lambs that learn to walk in snow
When their bleating clouds the air
Meet a vast unwelcome, know
Nothing but a sunless glare.
Newly stumbling to and fro
All they find, outside the fold,
Is a wretched width of cold.
As they wait beside the ewe,
Her fleeces wetly caked, there lies
Hidden round them, waiting too,
Earth’s immeasureable surprise.
They could not grasp it if they knew,
What so soon will wake and grow
Utterly unlike the snow.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- On Miranda’s Leaving the Country by William Somervile
- Beautiful Stranger by Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa
- Николай Заболоцкий – Испытание воли
- After Our Likeness
- An Autumn Reverie by William Topaz McGonagall
- Стефан Малларме – В идоложертвенном ликующем костре
- Олег Григорьев – Я спросил электрика Петрова
- Омар Хайям – Мы пешки, небо же игрок
- To A Young Beauty by William Butler Yeats
- Out A-Nuttèn by William Barnes
- Song—A Fiddler in the North by Robert Burns
- Take My Hands
- Now, What is Poetry? poem – Yang Wan-Li poems | Poetry Monster
- Lord when the wise men came from farr by Sidney Godolphin
- Robert Burns: Tam Samson’s Elegy: When this worthy old sportman went out, last muirfowl season, he supposed it was to be, in Ossian’s phrase, “the last of his fields,” and expressed an ardent wish to die and be buried in the muirs. On this hint the author composed his elegy and epitaph.-R.B., 1787.
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).
Philip Arthur Larkin (1922-1985), Commander of the Order of the British Empire, a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature, Cavalier of the Order of the Companions of Honour, was an English poet, novelist, and librarian.