o the poverty of holidays, the sadness of holidays
the shining
windows
in the emptying street, wet
flags, torn and rent
by the wind, rustling leaves
beneath our feet
she opens the door: welcome
it just happens to be
her birthday
she leads us down a long corridor
into distant perspectives
into the past – glimmering
clearly
a straight
old woman (sweater
with darned elbows)
a piano
takes up half the room
photographs – father and mother, old
Vilnius intellectuals
piles of manuscripts
a bicycle
leans against a wall: yes, she still
rides, along the Neris
in the summer
cherished
beloved names on her lips
lives – complicated,
entangled, tragic
(I see: she sits
alone, in an empty room, the wind
blows out the candle in her hand)
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Rice Boat
- Hemlock Furrows
- Every day I bear a burden by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- The Hedger by William Barnes
- Robert Burns: Up In The Morning Early:
- From My Diary, July 1914 by Wilfred Owen
- A Gift poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Альфред Теннисон – Смерть Старого Года
- Огюст Барбье – Сегодня я в пути
- Николай Карамзин – Граф Гваринос
- In Memoriam 3: O Sorrow, Cruel Fellowship poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- On The University Carrier Who Sickn’d In The Time Of His Vacancy, Being Forbid To Go To London, By Reason Of The Plague poem – John Milton poems
- Cavalry Crossing a Ford. by Walt Whitman
- A Catalpa Tree On West Twelfth Street poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- Thou Art Indeed Just, Lord, If I Contend poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
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).
