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
- An Adventure in the Life of King James V of Scotland by William Topaz McGonagall
- Lament Two Brothers Slain Each Other039s Hand
- A sinners prayer by Victoria Rose
- Riposte to the Bard: Sonnet 130 remade in my lady’s image by Neil Outar
- Sonnet. If By Dull Rhymes Our English Must Be Chain’d poem – John Keats poems
- Bang-Bang by Mikey D Wentworth
- Eyes And Tears poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Помощь не придет на такой вой… (Главполитпросвет №14)
- Гавриил Державин – Амур и Психея
- Sonnet # 12 by Luis A. Estale
- Sonnet 130: My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Британишский – Как турмалин, что субстанцию сланца
- Fragment poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Жан де Лафонтен – Лев, сраженный Человеком
- Lincoln by Vachel Lindsay
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).
