no, no, a yard sale though
i have been putting up here
since the sun started to sing
but really i am no salesperson
by practice or profession
not even for a single day
yes, just a loonie for that
neither because it is beginning
right to rain or light to refrain
nor because i have sold out
all my priceable stuff
no, this one is almost brand new
but before the curtain falls
i need indeed to retreat
to the backstage of my life
where i can finally take off
all my clothes, masks, and socks
to continue my boyish dreams
to be a poet, painter
or trumpet player
before i go to bed in my home
sure, take it for free
if you truly like it
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Not my poem
- Aerialist by Sylvia Plath
- Epitaph For Fire And Flower by Sylvia Plath
- Вера Павлова – Объятье
- Иван Бунин – Надпись на могильной плите
- A Girl by Ezra Pound
- Robert Burns: Wilt Thou Be My Dearie?:
- The Triumph Of Achilles by Paul Celan
- don_juan.html
- Sonnet 76: Why is my verse so barren of new pride? by William Shakespeare
- The Fountain by Sara Teasdale
- Limbo by Seamus Heaney
- Омар Хайям – Не бойтесь дарить согревающих слов
- us_two_by_a_a_milne.html
- To the Right Hon. Lady Anne Coventry by William Somervile
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).
