Can I conpare with you, The Mighty One?
No! Not even in dreams I have that luck!
I am a spark; you are no doubt the sun;
I have to say when sadly roses I pluck.
And in my mind I surely search with care
And find these words ashamed for lack of more:
Who made your heart, your soul, your mind, and where?
I say it loud until my throat is sore.
I read, and read; yes, read for many years
Thought I had seen it all to my eyes` core.
Then I discovered you and said with tears,
“Forgive my talents poor, Immortal Door!
Here Shakespeare comes, and Dante and Milton cry.
Some tears from William Blake; He`s not that high.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Орлов – Ковровые дорожки
- doughnuts for sale by Raj Arumugam
- Владимир Маяковский – Долой мешечников (РОСТА №525)
- A Paraphrase on an Ode in Horace’s Third Book, beginning thus:— “Inclusam Danaen turris ahenea.” by Abraham Cowley
- To R. B. poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- E.P. Ode Pour L’election De Son Sepulchre poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Стефан Малларме – Милостыня
- At Dawn poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- London in July poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Homosexuality by Spencer Reece
- Song—Willie brew’d a Peck o’ Maut by Robert Burns
- Аля Кудряшева – Если ты, к примеру, кролик с шелковистыми ушами
- blessing for sound health by matthew scott harris
- Юлия Друнина – Я ушла из детства в грязную теплушку
- Ольга Берггольц – Родине
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).
