I Shout Love
by Milton Acorn
I shout love in a blizzard’s
scarf of curling cold,
for my heart’s a furred sharp-toothed thing
that rushes out whimpering
when pain cries the sign writ on it.
I shout love into your pain
when skies crack and fall
like slivers of mirrors,
and rounded fingers, blued as a great rake,
pluck the balled yarn of your brain.
I shout love at petals peeled open
by stern nurse fusion-bomb sun,
terribly like an adhesive bandage,
for love and pain, love and pain
are companions in this age.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Learning to Study – Hindrances to Study
- Robert Burns: On Seeing Mrs. Kemble In Yarico:
- Grow Up: Time to Give Up Your YA Books
- Sonnet 59: If there be nothing new, but that which is by William Shakespeare
- General William Booth Enters into Heaven by Vachel Lindsay
- Give Me Back My Rags by Vasko Popa
- The Eagle That is Forgotten by Vachel Lindsay
- The Lord of Burleigh poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Анатолий Жигулин – Черные листья осины
- Blue Mountains by Satish Verma
- To a Lady and Her Children by Phillis Wheatley
- In The Bus That Is Frantically Rushing From Cairo To Port Said
- A Winter Bluejay by Sara Teasdale
- Robin Hood And The Butcher poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Олег Григорьев – Пляж давно опустел
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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).
