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
- Николай Карамзин – Две песни
- Prophets at Home by Rudyard Kipling
- Evening Star by William Blake
- Владимир Корнилов – Нищий
- For Mêng Hao-jan by Wang Wei
- All Kinds by William Wright Harris
- Омар Хайям – Был бы я благочестьем прославиться рад
- Presentiment poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- For the Lute by William Somervile
- From Another Sky by Pierre Reverdy
- Claïs by Sappho
- Илья Зданевич – Опять на жизненную скуку
- Strumpet Song by Sylvia Plath
- Владимир Маяковский – Частушки (Милкой мне в подарок бурка…)
- Astrophel and Stella: XXXIX by Sir Philip Sidney
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).
