O little root of a dream
you hold me here
undermined by blood,
no longer visible to anyone,
property of death.
Curve a face
that there may be speech, of earth,
of ardor, of
things with eyes, even
here, where you read me blind,
even
here,
where you
refute me,
to the letter.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- My Mother’s Body by Marge Piercy
- The Wish to be Generous by Wendell Berry
- Владимир Набоков – Как часто я в поезде скором
- On A Seven Day Diary
- A Lover poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- I Stood Tip-Toe Upon A Little Hill poem – John Keats poems
- Выхожу один я на дорогу – Лермонтов: Стихотворение, читать текст стиха Михаила Лермонтова – Poetry Monster
- Before The World Was Made by William Butler Yeats
- Leto and Niobe by Sappho
- Beauty
- Rainbow by Ria De Torres
- Literary Cubism – A Non-Structured Structure For Twenty-first Century Storytelling
- The Unpromised Land, Montgomery, Alabama poem – Andrew Hudgins poems | Poems and Poetry
- To Any Dead Officer by Siegfried Sassoon
- At Last the Secret is Out by W H Auden
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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).
