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
- To My Brothers poem – John Keats poems
- Death In Leamington poem – John Betjeman poems | Poems and Poetry
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Новогоднее видение
- Илья Эренбург – Я так любил тебя, до грубых шуток
- Sonnet 141: In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes by William Shakespeare
- Hysteria by T. S. Eliot
- Down on the Shore by William Allingham
- Юнна Мориц – Большой секрет для маленькой компании
- Анатолий Жигулин – Коломенское
- With How Sad Steps, O Moon, Thou Climb’st the Sky by William Wordsworth
- Владимир Высоцкий – Одесские куплеты
- Cruel Kindness by Rabindranath Tagore
- The Call Of The Far — English Translation by Rabindranath Tagore
- Владимир Гиляровский – Белоснежные туманы
- Владимир Маяковский – Помощь не придет на такой вой… (Главполитпросвет №14)
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).
