Horses’ neighing at the slope. Downward or upward.
I prepare my portrait for my woman to hang on a wall when I die.
She says: Is there a wall to hang it on?
I say: We’ll build a room for it. Where? In any house.
Horses’ neighing at the slope. Downward or upward.
Does a thirty-year-old woman need a homeland where she might make a life?
Can I reach the summit of this rugged mountain? The slope is either an abyss
or a place of siege.
Midway it divides. It’s a journey. Martyrs kill one another.
I prepare my portrait for my woman. When a new horse neighs in you, tear it up.
Horses’ neighing at the slope. Upward, or upward.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- athens_stone_of_sapphire_of_ground_the_ring.html
- Юлия Друнина – Да, сердце часто ошибалось
- Your Dream
- The Soundless Ocean by Tanmoy
- Виктор Гончаров – Больной, как будто бы гранату
- Владимир Британишский – Петербургский горожанин
- The Winter’s Willow by William Barnes
- Boot And Saddle by Robert Browning
- Sonet 47 by William Alexander
- Владимир Маяковский – Солнечный флаг
- Arcades poem – John Milton poems
- MANY NAMESAKES by Satish Verma
- Patience by Rabindranath Tagore
- Вероника Тушнова – В чем отказала я тебе
- Robert Burns: Here’s A Health To Them That’s Awa:
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).
