In a field
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing.
When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in
to fill the spaces
where my body’s been.
We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Николай Некрасов – Возвращение
- Battalion-Relief by Siegfried Sassoon
- Владимир Набоков – Лыжный прыжок
- Sonnet 146: Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth by William Shakespeare
- “Avaunt All Specious Pliancy Of Mind” by William Wordsworth
- Sonnet 144: Two loves I have, of comfort and despair by William Shakespeare
- Soul’s Birth by Sara Teasdale
- To Sleep poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet 148: O me! what eyes hath love put in my head by William Shakespeare
- O Singer in Brown by Mary Gilmore
- Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady poem – Alexander Pope
- Владимир Высоцкий – Слева бесы, справа бесы
- A Dialogue Between The Soul And Body poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- So You Say by Mark Strand
- Who does she think she is…. by Shel Silverstein
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).
