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
- My Lady’s Law by Rudyard Kipling
- Sketch in Verse, inscribed to the Right Hon. C. J. Fox by Robert Burns
- Convalescence poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Наум Коржавин – Иван Калита
- Валерий Брюсов – Песня девушки в тайге
- Olney Hymn 31: On The Death Of A Minister by William Cowper
- What We Need Is Here by Wendell Berry
- A Song of Kabir by Rudyard Kipling
- Robert Burns: The Young Highland Rover:
- Юлия Друнина – Я горожанка
- To Sir George Howland Beaumont, Bart From the South-West Coast Or Cumberland 1811 by William Wordsworth
- Robert Burns: Caledonia -A Ballad :
- Алишер Навои – Поучительные заветы старости
- WHAT ASYLUM! by Satish Verma
- Say, What Is Honour?–‘Tis The Finest Sense by William Wordsworth
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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).
