on a summer afternoon
i take my little allen
far to a field near the forest
of some cheerful cherry trees
where he could jump wildly
on ever-naked soil
finger the freshness of fruit
and smell the scarlet of nature
letting the wanton wind
blow hard and straight
through his limbs and senses
long numbed in the city pen
by the heavy grey of cement
it is really fun, dad
and the cherries are so delicious
yes, but the trees are hard to grow, son
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The First Jasmines by Rabindranath Tagore
- Minstrels by William Wordsworth
- “My northern blood exults to face” poem – Alfred Austin
- Joy, Shipmate, Joy! by Walt Whitman
- Федор Сологуб – Выйди в поле полночное
- Вероника Тушнова – Звезда
- Витамины
- The Pangolin by Marianne Moore
- Yarrow Revisited by William Wordsworth
- The Gardener XI: Come As You Are by Rabindranath Tagore
- Years of the Modern. by Walt Whitman
- Николай Заболоцкий – Рубрук в Монголии
- Proud Music of The Storm by Walt Whitman
- Николай Глазков – Почему я отказался от самолёта
- The Dying Christian to His Soul poem – Alexander Pope
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).
