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
- Infelix
- Sonnet 145: Those lips that Love’s own hand did make by William Shakespeare
- O mother, O Merry by Nikunj Sharma
- Identity of Images by Robert Desnos
- His Holiness the Abbot by Yosa Buson
- Robert Burns: Mr. William Smellie -A Sketch:
- The Two Springs by William Somervile
- In Westminster Abbey poem – John Betjeman poems | Poems and Poetry
- Epigram—The Toad-eater by Robert Burns
- Владимир Маяковский – Нетрудно, ландышами дыша
- Night Launch by Sonya Ki Tomlinson
- The Current by Raymond Carver
- Николай Гумилев – Командиру 5-го Александровского полка
- Sonnet 04 poem – John Milton poems
- Олег Григорьев – Двустишия
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).
