I hold a silk shawl in my hands –
a weightless cloud, billowing
against my breath, if I let it go
it would simply fly away
old silk, its white
yellowed like elephant bones, an eight-year-old
girl wove it, her hands were swift, skilled
oh and her eyes,
dark and knowing in her sallow face
fast, full with life, shining, and her braids
fell to the backs of her knees, she was loved,
spoiled, a real
whirlwind, you only managed
to weave three shawls, of the finest silk,
your palms became too rough, too clumsy,
by the time you were just about ten
and your hands had grown accustomed to heavy work
two shawls were sold
with the third
you covered your head on your wedding day
that is all that is left –
your life’s witness –
short, hungry –
this yellowed spider web
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Новелла Матвеева – Отражённым светом
- Василий Жуковский – Герой
- shivering wind by Steve Troyanovich
- The Wanderings of Oisin: Book II by William Butler Yeats
- Как прекрасны все цветы
- Владимир Высоцкий – Песенка лягушонка Джимми и ящерки Билли
- The Window
- Puck’s Song by Rudyard Kipling
- Владимир Маяковский – Смотри, чтоб праздник перешел и в будни
- Salve! by Thomas Edward Brown
- Олег Чупров – Богатство
- Ольга Берггольц – От сердца к сердцу
- Think Of It Not, Sweet One poem – John Keats poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Рабочие столицы, крестьяне окраины… (Роста №89)
- Олег Григорьев – Шмель
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).