They freedom lovers, breeze waft those mighty wings,
Swiftly moving aloft in a “pulsar ‘pace!,
That view enraptured me, and my enchanted feelings,
How fortunate are they in gravitational ace,
And I your eager watcher, or felt a birder be,
They black, white and of brilliant gray color mixed,
What brain holds them, what imagination yours be;
To slip and drift from bough to boughs , assaying nectar or weed?
Some are diurnal, sparrows, some are owls, and of Nightjars,
And your varying gestures, teeth less swallowing,
What Surprisal nest you weave, to lay eggs to hide them in bar’s;
Or your eye in god gives them Becharmed warming.
Bird, your beauty never know our human dirge,
But we on Earth real know how fagged is yours.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Низами Гянджеви – Спать не стоит
- Английская поэзия. Айзек Розенберг. Дочери войны. Isaac Rosenberg. Daughters of War
- Владимир Британишский – По Иртышу
- The Galley-Slave by Rudyard Kipling
- Аля Кудряшева – Дождь напевает, искрясь по зарослям
- Владимир Высоцкий – Дорожный дневник: Часть IV
- Владислав Ходасевич – Ночь
- Blemishes by Satish Verma
- Sonnet CXVII by William Shakespeare
- His Bargain by William Butler Yeats
- Владимир Костров – Не трогайте жанр
- Lines Written In Early Spring by William Wordsworth
- Among The Rice Fields
- sacrifice_and_love.html
- A Child’s Evening Prayer by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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).
