My father used to say,
“Superior people never make long visits,
have to be shown Longfellow’s grave
nor the glass flowers at Harvard.
Self reliant like the cat —
that takes its prey to privacy,
the mouse’s limp tail hanging like a shoelace from its mouth —
they sometimes enjoy solitude,
and can be robbed of speech
by speech which has delighted them.
The deepest feeling always shows itself in silence;
not in silence, but restraint.”
Nor was he insincere in saying, “Make my house your inn.”
Inns are not residences.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Николай Карамзин – Стихи на слова, заданные мне Хлoeю: миг, картина и дверь
- Валерий Брюсов – И. Туманьяну надпись на книге (Да будет праведно возмездие)
- That Summer by Nijole Miliauskaite
- To E. Fitzgerald: Tiresias poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Unsound Utterance by Raju Baruah
- A King’s Soliloquy [On the Night of His Funeral] by Thomas Hardy
- All’s Well! by John Oxenham
- Владимир Маяковский – За женщиной
- Владимир Высоцкий – Нет рядом никого, как ни дыши
- Ballad of the Army Carts by Tu Fu
- Sounds of your love poem – Andrew Vassell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Earth-Moon by Ted Hughes
- The Old Poet poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Валерий Брюсов – Грустный вечер
- In Those Years
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).
