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
- Land, Ho! by Thomas Edward Brown
- Wake Oslo up again by Philo Ikonya
- The Song of the Garden-Toad by Vachel Lindsay
- Dews of Silence by Raju Baruah
- Khristna And His Flute
- Владимир Высоцкий – Я был слесарь шестого разряда
- The Kingdom by Rudyard Kipling
- Огюст Барбье – Корреджо
- Robert Burns: Election Ballad For Westerha’:
- A Maiden by Sara Teasdale
- “According to the Mighty Working” by Thomas Hardy
- In Praise of Songs that Die by Vachel Lindsay
- Carrion Comfort poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Ольга Берггольц – Возвращение
- A beach dawn by Sunil Sharma
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).
