between two tall skeletons of birches
i walk right into the heart of mid-autumn
with the city gate as my starting point
but without any predetermined destination
along a less frequently trodden trail
i keep traveling behind my own soul
each time I climb onto a little ridge
i see another higher up just ahead
it is not a question of uphill or downhill
nor a choice between two different roads
once standing on the peak to look back
i find all mountains so surprisingly small
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Adieu to a Soldier by Walt Whitman
- Sonnet 92: But do thy worst to steal thy self away by William Shakespeare
- I know you will remember ME by Neelam Sinha
- Огюст Барбье – Корреджо
- Cinderella by Sylvia Plath
- Epistle to a Young Friend by Robert Burns
- What General has a Good Army. by Walt Whitman
- Вера Павлова – Они влюблены и счастливы
- Song in the Manner of Housman poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Омар Хайям – Египет, Рим, Китай держи ты под пятой
- The Daughter Goes To Camp by Sharon Olds
- Илья Зданевич – Галоша
- Николай Языков – Песнь баяна (Люблю смотреть на месяц ясной)
- You Can Have It by Philip Levine
- Владимир Маяковский – Праздновать способы разные, как мы праздник отпразднуем? (РОСТА № 383)
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).
