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
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Борьба
- Dead Orchard by Nijole Miliauskaite
- Johnnie Armstrang poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Геннадий Айги – ДЕВОЧКА В ДЕТСТВЕ
- Николай Тихонов – Гулливер играет в карты
- Tithonus
- Иннокентий Анненский – Леконт де Лиль. Явление божества
- Аля Кудряшева – Когда наступает вечер
- The Jewel Stairs’ Grievance poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Invocation poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Motto
- Limbo Under the Westway poem – André Rostant poems
- Thomas Lux – Thomas Lux
- Витамины
- Владимир Луговской – Первый снег
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).
