the fragment of dream in my heart
is a shard of red glass
through which
we could watch the clouds
a tall transparent tree
a ladder leaned against a fence
a gentle and solemn
evening sky
the house is dark dark
your window is dark
a red ball in the faded grass
a crumbling wall
counterforts
night carefully
closed the door
no wind
no sound
***
it is only
a butterfly of night
dead on a white leaf
and you
want to be a hieroglyph
in ancient writings
***
I am again that stammering child
in the dark room, circled
by ghosts
by incomprehensible fear
I say your name
to myself
stuttering
syllable by syllable
I touch your forehead
timidly
a trembling
compass needle
I turn toward the north
your world is
endless angry unadorned
End of the poem
15 random poems
- On the Subject of Poetry by W. S. Merwin
- Vacant Lot With Pokeweed poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- Шекспир – Лелеет лето лучший свой цветок – Сонет 94
- Spring in Town by William Cullen Bryant
- April’s Charms by William Henry Davies
- Robert Burns: Wandering Willie: Revised Version
- Олег Бундур – На высоком берегу
- In An Underground Dressing Station by Siegfried Sassoon
- A City Remembered by Vernon Scannell
- Aboard at a Ship’s Helm. by Walt Whitman
- Return Of The Heroes by Siegfried Sassoon
- Алексей Николаевич Толстой – Лель
- How To Paint A Water Lily by Ted Hughes
- Николай Заболоцкий – Обводной канал
- Robert Burns: Epigram On Parting With A Kind Host In The Highlands:
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).
