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
- human_joys.html
- Наум Коржавин – Нет! Так я просто не уйду во мглу
- Николай Заболоцкий – Когда вдали угаснет свет дневной
- The Song Of The Jellicles by T. S. Eliot
- Brown’s Descent by Robert Frost
- Faery Songs poem – John Keats poems
- How…? by Nizar Sartawi
- Gospel Music Inspires Body & Soul
- Вера Павлова – Заплетала косички
- God’s Work Ethics
- Яков Полонский – Памяти В. М. Гаршина
- Lover’s Gifts XLIII: Dying, You Have Left Behind by Rabindranath Tagore
- The Polar Koala Bear by Robby Charters
- Goblins Of The Steppes poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Blow of an ax by Yosa Buson
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).
