I empty myself of the names of others. I empty my pockets.
I empty my shoes and leave them beside the road.
At night I turn back the clocks;
I open the family album and look at myself as a boy.
What good does it do? The hours have done their job.
I say my own name. I say goodbye.
The words follow each other downwind.
I love my wife but send her away.
My parents rise out of their thrones
into the milky rooms of clouds. How can I sing?
Time tells me what I am. I change and I am the same.
I empty myself of my life and my life remains.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Памяти Александра Цатуриана
- Владимир Высоцкий – Набросок песни к к/ф “Вооружён и очень опасен”
- Wherever You Go, There You Are by Ryssel Guzman
- Sonnet 90: Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now by William Shakespeare
- Lady Lazarus by Sylvia Plath
- Алексей Жемчужников – Всем хлеба
- Виктор Гончаров – Больной, как будто бы гранату
- The Perfect High by Shel Silverstein
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Современная идиллия
- A Prayer by Sara Teasdale
- Merging, Emerging by Shahida Latif
- Conviction (iii) by Stevie Smith
- Against All Streams by Walter William Safar
- last_word_to_childhood.html
- Eye By Eye by Nijole Miliauskaite
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).
