I am waiting in the desert, looking out towards the sunset,
And counting every moment till we meet.
I am waiting by the marshes and I tremble and I listen
Till the soft sands thrill beneath your coming feet.
Till I see you, tall and slender, standing clear against the skyline
A graceful shade across the lingering red,
While your hair the breezes ruffle, turns to silver in the twilight,
And makes a fair faint aureole round your head.
Far away towards the sunset I can see a narrow river,
That unwinds itself in red tranquillity;
I can hear its rippled meeting, and the gurgle of its greeting,
As it mingles with the loved and long sought sea.
In the purple sky above me showing dark against the starlight,
Long wavering flights of homeward birds fly low,
They cry each one to the other, and their weird and wistful calling,
Makes most melancholy music as they go.
Oh, my dearest hasten, hasten! It is lonely here. Already
Have I heard the jackals’ first assembling cry,
And among the purple shadows of the mangroves and the marshes
Fitful echoes of their footfalls passing by.
Ah, come soon! my arms are empty, and so weary for your beauty,
I am thirsty for the music of your voice.
Come to make the marshes joyous with the sweetness of your presence,
Let your nearing feet bid all the sands rejoice!
My hands, my lips are feverish with the longing and the waiting
And no softness of the twilight soothes their heat,
Till I see your radiant eyes, shining stars beneath the starlight,
Till I kiss the slender coolness of your feet.
Ah, loveliest, most reluctant, when you lay yourself beside me
All the planets reel around me–fade away,
And the sands grow dim, uncertain,–I stretch out my hands towards you
While I try to speak but know not what I say!
I am faint with love and longing, and my burning eyes are gazing
Where the furtive Jackals wage their famished strife,
Oh, your shadow on the mangroves! and your step upon the sandhills,–
This is the loveliest evening of my Life!
A few random poems:
- A Birthday Song. To S. G. by Sidney Lanier
- Оливер Голдсмит – Пыл упований людям дан
- Sonnet 09 poem – John Milton poems
- Eudaemonism In A Senryu Novel
- Here, Sailor. by Walt Whitman
- To England poem – Alfred Austin
- Николай Гумилев – Норвежские горы
- Magnolia Shoals by Sylvia Plath
- Владимир Маяковский – Что сделать, чтоб Всероссийский съезд Советов… (РОСТА №662)
- he_who_creates_re_creates_himself.html
- Владимир Британишский – На Марсовом поле
- A window into the world by Walter William Safar
- Sonnet 10
- Against Fruition
- A Japanese Wood-Carving poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Николай Гумилев – Злобный гений, царь сомнений
- Николай Гумилев – Живала Ниагара
- Николай Гумилев – Жестокой
- Николай Гумилев – Заводи
- Николай Гумилев – Зараза
- Николай Гумилев – Заклинание
- Николай Гумилев – Зачарованный викинг, я шел по земле
- Николай Гумилев – За стенами старого аббатства
- Николай Гумилев – За гробом
- Николай Гумилев – За часом час бежит и падает во тьму
- Николай Гумилев – Юдифь
- Николай Гумилев – Орел Синдбада
- Николай Гумилев – Они спустились до реки
- Николай Гумилев – Она говорила
- Николай Гумилев – Он воздвигнул свой храм на горе
- Николай Гумилев – Ольге Людвиговне Кардовской
- Николай Гумилев – О, если я весь мир постиг
- Николай Гумилев – Новорожденному
- Николай Гумилев – Норвежские горы
- Николай Гумилев – Ночь
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.