My father planted a little Chinese poplar
Close to the bank of the Yangtze River
Where I buried deep under that tree
A glass marble treasured by my childhood
Long long afterward, I find the tree dying
Though its seeds all blown away somewhere
While my marble has really grown
Into a magic tree in the heart of a friend
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Олег Бундур – Дома
- Dusk In June by Sara Teasdale
- Владимир Британишский – Фет в кирасирском полку
- Bigtime by Shel Silverstein
- Юлия Друнина – Я курила недолго, давно, на войне
- Birdsong by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Robert Burns: Epistle To J. Lapraik, An Old Scottish Bard:
- The Poor Lover to His Rich Mistress about to Marry His Coxcombly Rival by William Wycherley
- Владимир Высоцкий – Сколько павших бойцов полегло вдоль дорог
- krishna039s_advice_to_arjuna.html
- In A Time Of Dearth poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Forest by Walter William Safar
- Sancta Maria, Succurre Miseris poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Высоцкий – Тюменская нефть
- Robert Burns: A Bottle And Friend:
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).
