The Copper Beech
by Marie Howe
Immense, entirely itself,
it wore that yard like a dress,
with limbs low enough for me to enter it
and climb the crooked ladder to where
I could lean against the trunk and practice being alone.
One day, I heard the sound before I saw it, rain fell
darkening the sidewalk.
Sitting close to the center, not very high in the branches,
I heard it hitting the high leaves, and I was happy,
watching it happen without it happening to me.
End of the poem
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- Николай Огарев – Хандра
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- Огюст Барбье – Барабанщик Барра
- Владимир Британишский – На берегу
- The Last Whisper by Nizar Sartawi
- Desire by Samuel Coleridge
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- Control by Sidney Lanier
- The Water-Spring In The Leäne by William Barnes
- Кондратий Рылеев – Н. М. Тевяшовой на предложение ее, дабы я написал стихи на Надежду
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мы вместе грабили одну и ту же хату
- English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 56. Томас Мур.
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