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
- Robert Burns: Complimentary Epigram On Maria Riddell:
- Coming and Going by Tony Hoagland
- From the Mountain by Wang Wei
- Noon by Philip Levine
- Михаил Лермонтов – Хоть давно изменила мне радость
- Василий Тредиаковский – К почтению, льзя объявить любовь
- Along the field as we came poem – A. E. Housman
- Константин Бальмонт – Морозные узоры
- Autumn Leaves by Thomas J Camp
- On the Death of the Rev. Dr. Sewell by Phillis Wheatley
- The Beggars by Sylvia Plath
- Sonnet. Why Did I Laugh Tonight? poem – John Keats poems
- Juan In Middle Age by Vernon Scannell
- Sonnet 12
- Mystic Trumpeter, The. by Walt Whitman
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.