The Gate
by Marie Howe
I had no idea that the gate I would step through
to finally enter this world
would be the space my brother’s body made. He was
a little taller than me: a young man
but grown, himself by then,
done at twenty-eight, having folded every sheet,
rinsed every glass he would ever rinse under the cold
and running water.
This is what you have been waiting for, he used to say to me.
And I’d say, What?
And he’d say, This—holding up my cheese and mustard sandwich.
And I’d say, What?
And he’d say, This, sort of looking around.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Ode On Indolence poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet 8: Music to hear, why hear’st thou music sadly? by William Shakespeare
- The Bride-Cake by Robert Herrick
- Robert Burns: Extemporaneous Effusion: On being appointed to an Excise division.
- Владимир Маяковский – Рабочий, ты читал СНК наказ?.. (Главполитпросвет №292)
- The Sleepers by Walt Whitman
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Христианские мысли перед битвами
- The Hut
- Untitled XIII by Yunus Emre
- “Come listen, ye students of every degree” by Tobias Smollett
- Appeal by Ndue Ukaj
- To John Hamilton Reynolds poem – John Keats poems
- Юлия Друнина – Большой ребёнок ты
- With All Thy Gifts. by Walt Whitman
- Robert Burns: My Collier Laddie:
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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).
