for Gertrud Widmayer, my landlady at Heidelberg
Why in pensive ticking, silent thoughts
You wile your time away
When all around huge swelling bells
Toll the days away!
Every hour that announced may go
Your silent hands take hold
And though the ages chimed in ears
Yours they never behold.
If all the clocks the world had known
Had struck one strong big note,
They would never still your plodding tone
Nor the working hearth you alert.
Do you wonder, wonder, little clock
What makes the grandfather tick!
Or his aching belly in the depth of sorrow
Cries to the world it’s sick!
Thirty million years and Pleistocene dark,
They are one split second short!
And whimpering suns that rise and flop
Have scarce stolen your tick or thought!
So, my little clock, my faithful clock
When I hear the tall town bell,
I’ll shrug my shoulders, one tiny moment
And know that all is well.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Британишский – Историк и источник
- A Bard’s Epitaph by Robert Burns
- Кондратий Рылеев – К N. N. (Когда душа изнемогала)
- Men Improve With The Years by William Butler Yeats
- Bliss Of Eternity by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Станислав Востоков – Не умею
- Омар Хайям – Да пребудет вино неразлучно с тобой
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 02 – part 04 by Torquato Tasso
- Evening in a Sugar Orchard by Robert Frost
- Style Ideas For Vests For Women
- Sonnet 146: Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth by William Shakespeare
- Николай Заболоцкий – Болезнь
- Вера Павлова – Попытка не пытка
- Владимир Маяковский – Повествование это о странствии эсера вокруг света (Красный перец)
- mine danse macabre doppelganger by matthew scott harris
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).
