They are so beautiful, and so very young
they seem almost to glitter with perfection,
these creatures that I briefly move among.
I never get to stay with them for long,
but even so, I view them with affection:
they are so beautiful, and so very young.
Poised or clumsy, placid or high-strung,
they’re expert in the art of introspection,
these creatures that I briefly move among—
And if their words don’t quite trip off the tongue
consistently, with just the right inflection,
they remain beautiful. And very young.
Still, I have to tell myself it’s wrong
to think of them as anything but fiction,
these creatures that I briefly move among—
Because, like me, they’re traveling headlong
in that familiar, vertical direction
that coarsens beautiful, blackmails young—
the two delusions we all move among.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Sunset And Sunrise (Translated From Owen) by William Cowper
- xai_kou1.html
- Robert Burns: To Ruin:
- The Ghost Of Roger Casement by William Butler Yeats
- Омар Хайям – О, кумир, Дружбу ты почему прервала
- The First Chantey by Rudyard Kipling
- Валерий Брюсов – Есть что-то позорное в мощи природы
- An Autumn Picture poem – Alfred Austin
- Огюст Барбье – Жертвы
- Омар Хайям – Лик розы освежен дыханием весны
- The Stinging Nettle poem – A. E. Housman
- Music by Stephen Vincent Benet
- Lover’s Gifts LII: Tired of Waiting by Rabindranath Tagore
- Upper Lambourne poem – John Betjeman poems
- Альфред де Мюссе – Друзья мои! Когда умру я
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).
