I come from there and I have memories
Born as mortals are, I have a mother
And a house with many windows,
I have brothers, friends,
And a prison cell with a cold window.
Mine is the wave, snatched by sea-gulls,
I have my own view,
And an extra blade of grass.
Mine is the moon at the far edge of the words,
And the bounty of birds,
And the immortal olive tree.
I walked this land before the swords
Turned its living body into a laden table.
I come from there. I render the sky unto her mother
When the sky weeps for her mother.
And I weep to make myself known
To a returning cloud.
I learnt all the words worthy of the court of blood
So that I could break the rule.
I learnt all the words and broke them up
To make a single word: Homeland…..
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Jokes on You by Rohan Dunbar
- What is Creativity Anyway and How Come the Human Mind is So Good at It?
- Hudibras and Milton Reconciled by William Somervile
- Валерий Брюсов – И снова дрожат они, грезы бессильные
- Николай Огарев – Смутные мгновенья
- For Roman Polanski by Nijole Miliauskaite
- My Highland Lassie, O by Robert Burns
- The Ineffectual Dives by Shahida Latif
- Ode on Solitude poem – Alexander Pope
- A Ballad Of The Trees And The Master by Sidney Lanier
- The Poet as Hero by Siegfried Sassoon
- Владимир Маяковский – Заря Коммуны разгорается туго… (РОСТА №856)
- Why
- Memory
- Омар Хайям – Это время любви, словно тёплая осень
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).
