Man stomping over my bed in boots
carrying a large bronze church bell
which you occasionally drop:
gross man with iron heels
who drags coffins to and fro at four in the morning,
who hammers on scaffolding all night long,
who entertains sumo wrestlers and fat acrobats–
I pass you on the steps, we smile and nod.
Rage swells in me like gas.
Now rage too keeps me awake.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Edmonton, thy cemetery by Stevie Smith
- Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep by Mary Frye
- A Christmas Carol by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Flowers By The Sea by William Carlos Williams
- Олег Сердобольский – Футболист
- Pierrot’s Song by Sara Teasdale
- A Figurative Description Of The Procedure Of Divine Love by William Cowper
- To Dr. MReading Mathmatics by William Somervile
- Night Song At Amalfi by Sara Teasdale
- Вероника Тушнова – Я поднимаюсь по колючим склонам
- Ольга Берггольц – Второй разговор с соседкой
- Огюст Барбье – Кола ди Риенци
- To a Waterfowl by William Cullen Bryant
- Petals poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Astigmatism poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
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).
