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
- Black riders came from the sea. by Stephen Crane
- Sonnet: When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be poem – John Keats poems
- Hero-Worship poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Федор Сологуб – Слепой судьбе противореча
- Николай Заболоцкий – Последняя любовь
- Robert Burns: Bonie Dundee:
- Владимир Корнилов – Анафемский сон
- My Garden by Thomas Edward Brown
- Владимир Британишский – Урочище
- Владимир Высоцкий – От скучных шабашей смертельно уставши
- On Mr. Gay poem – Alexander Pope
- A Brook in the City by Robert Frost
- Олег Григорьев – Конфеты
- Song of the Broad-Axe. by Walt Whitman
- To the Right Hon. The Earl of Halifax , with the Fable of the Two Springs by William Somervile
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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).
