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
15 random poems
- NO SE VIVIR ASI by victoria luisa mora paoli
- Алексей Ржевский – Ода Императору Петру Феодоровичу
- Владимир Маяковский – Права кооперации расширены декретом… (Главполитпросвет №154)
- Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck (Sonnet 14) by William Shakespeare
- On A March Day by Sara Teasdale
- Альфред де Мюссе – Намуна
- Crazy Jane Grown Old Looks At The Dancers by William Butler Yeats
- America, America by Saadi Youssef
- Grace before and after Meat by Robert Burns
- Николай Языков – Д. Н. Свербееву (Во имя Руси, милый брат)
- Низами Гянджеви – Спать не стоит
- Sonnet 11
- A Welcome by William Browne
- Why Do All Good Things Come To An End? by Michael Yuan
- The sky has never seen such a moon
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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).
