Nothing will hurt you that much despite how you feel
the stress on your back shapes your insight
this splendid November rain Toussaint. I find
you by your marks, he says
an imprint
But when I summon you, I talk to—I say—
my memory of your face. It’s kind of crazy
to others. They’re not very interesting he says.
When I first came to this country, and now
I know the language I say, but I had in a dream
spoken it many years previously. That is,
not the language of the dead the language
of France. I took one year of French in 1964
and then nothing but once, in 1977 I spoke French
in a dream all night: I was in the future I
moved here in 1992. Country of the more
logical than I? though the people of my quartier
know and like me, even as I a foreigner remain strange
You do everything alone a woman said to me.
There are ways to care without interfering
but the French speak of anguish frequently
they are conscious of emotional extremity
a terrible gift. It’s all a gift, he says . . .
some haven’t been opened. I’m not sure
he said that it’s nearly my sixty-seventh birthday
today though it’s the day of the dead hello
we love you they say.
Copyright ©:
Alice Notley
A few random poems:
- Алексей Жемчужников – Современному гражданину
- Владимир Маяковский – Детский театр из собственной квартирки
- No Worst, There Is None. Pitched Past Pitch Of Grief poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- A Pact poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Федор Сваровский – Речь на юбилее
- Haiku: The Bluebird and the Sky by Monty Gilmer
- Михаил Лермонтов – Я счастлив, тайный яд течёт в моей крови
- Юнна Мориц – Ёжик резиновый
- Dawn by Rupert Brooke
- The Princess (part 6) poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- A Defence Of English Spring poem – Alfred Austin
- Владимир Британишский – В Прикаспии
- Eclogue:–Come And Zee Us In The Zummer by William Barnes
- A Ring Presented to Julia by Robert Herrick
- The Harvest Bow by Seamus Heaney
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Владимир Набоков – Как часто я в поезде скором
- Владимир Набоков – К Родине
- Владимир Набоков – Из мира уползли, и ноют на луне
- Владимир Набоков – И видел я, стемнели неба своды
- Владимир Набоков – Глаза
- Владимир Набоков – Есть в одиночестве свобода
- Владимир Набоков – Еще безмолвствую и крепну я в тиши
- Владимир Набоков – Цветет миндаль на перекрестке
- Владимир Набоков – Будь со мной прозрачнее и проще
- Владимир Набоков – Большая медведица
- Владимир Набоков – Безумец
- Владимир Набоков – Барс
- Владимир Маяковский – Журнал “Крысодав”
- Владимир Маяковский – Живой труп (РОСТА №182)
- Владимир Маяковский – Жид
- Владимир Маяковский – Земля наша обильна
- Владимир Маяковский – Застрельщики
- Владимир Маяковский – Заря Коммуны разгорается туго… (РОСТА №856)
- Владимир Маяковский – Заносы не дают железным дорогам жить… (РОСТА №838)
- Владимир Маяковский – Заграничная штучка
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
