Houses
by A. S. J. Tessimond
People who are afraid of themselves
Multiply themselves into families
And so divide themselves
And so become less afraid.
People who might have to go out
Into clanging strangers’ laughter,
Crowd under roofs, make compacts
To no more than smile at each other.
People who might meet their own faces
Or surprise their own voices in doorways
Build themselves rooms without mirrors
And live between walls without echoes.
People who might meet other faces
And unknown voices round corners
Build themselves rooms all mirrors
And live between walls all echoes.
People who are afraid to go naked
Clothe themselves in families, houses,
But are still afraid of death
Because death one day will undress them.
A few random poems:
- Eyes And Tears poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Composed Upon Westminster Bridge by William Wordsworth
- The Details Are poem – Zhivka Baltadzhieva poems | Poetry Monster
- Beautiful Moroccan by Stanley Wilkin
- Duty Surviving Self-Love by Samuel Coleridge
- À ce point du voyage by Martine Morillon-Carreau
- Laws for Creations. by Walt Whitman
- The Thief
- Валерий Брюсов – Инкогнито
- Анатолий Жигулин – Калина
- Epitaph on Wm. Graham, Esq., of Mossknowe by Robert Burns
- Вера Звягинцева – Пойдёте пешком на кладбище
- A Ballad of Footmen poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Do You Remember Once
- Жан де Лафонтен – Обезьяна и Дельфин
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
- Robert Burns: I Hae Been At Crookieden:
- Robert Burns: Ye Jacobites By Name:
- Robert Burns: Such A Parcel Of Rogues In A Nation:
- Robert Burns: Frae The Friends And Land I Love:
- Robert Burns: Nithsdale’s Welcome Hame:
- Robert Burns: Address To The Shade Of Thomson: On Crowning His Bust at Ednam, Roxburghshire, with a Wreath of Bays.
- Robert Burns: Sweet Afton :
- Robert Burns: My Bonie Bell:
- Robert Burns: Thou Fair Eliza:
- Robert Burns: O For Ane An’ Twenty, Tam :
- Robert Burns: My Tocher’s The Jewel:
- Robert Burns: Altho’ He Has Left Me:
- Robert Burns: My Eppie Macnab:
- Robert Burns: Johnie Lad, Cock Up Your Beaver:
- Robert Burns: Damon And Sylvia: Fragment
- Robert Burns: Lovely Polly Stewart:
- Robert Burns: You’re Welcome, Willie Stewart:
- Robert Burns: Epigram At Brownhill Inn:
- Robert Burns: The Gallant Weaver:
- Robert Burns: Verses On The Destruction Of The Woods Near Drumlanrig:
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