I give up my eyes which are glass eggs.
I give up my tongue.
I give up my mouth which is the contstant dream of my tongue.
I give up my throat which is the sleeve of my voice.
I give up my heart which is a burning apple.
I give up my lungs which are trees that have never seen the moon.
I give up my smell which is that of a stone traveling through rain.
I give up my hands which are ten wishes.
I give up my arms which have wanted to leave me anyway.
I give up my legs which are lovers only at night.
I give up my buttocks which are the moons of childhood.
I give up my penis which whispers encouragement to my thighs.
I give up my clothes which are walls that blow in the wind
and I give up the ghost that lives in them.
I give up. I give up.
And you will have none of it because already I am beginning
again without anything.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Copywriting Agency Foundation For Prosperous Business
- The Old Men Admiring Themselves In The Water by William Butler Yeats
- Evenèn Light by William Barnes
- Robert Burns: My Tocher’s The Jewel:
- The Victory by Shahida Latif
- It is a Show by Rixa White
- He That Loves A Rosy Cheek by Thomas Carew
- The Net-Menders by Sylvia Plath
- An Acre Of Grass by William Butler Yeats
- Валерий Брюсов – Е.Т. (Кто глаза ее оправил)
- Василий Жуковский – Был у меня товарищ
- The Boston Athenaeum poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Николай Карамзин – Дурной вкус
- Владимир Корнилов – Военный оркестр
- Robert Burns: Behold The Hour, The Boat Arrive:
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).
