I swim Unto high waves of imagination,So seriousness blends with inspiring wine;Drink of silence made infusion,That mind grows soft then thick and aflame.Its yard is adorned with hope full merry;Ward of profound, born new sublime,A seduced aggression is it being imaginary;That wakes me from seven seas of prime.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Interlude: Songs Out Of Sorrow by Sara Teasdale
- “Once we were happy” by Torquato Tasso
- Альфред Теннисон – Morte d’Arthur
- Street Circus poem – Aleksandr Blok poems | Poetry Monster
- Валерий Брюсов – Город сестер любви видение
- Владимир Набоков – Я на море гляжу из мраморного храма
- Black Stone On Top Of Nothing by Philip Levine
- My Words Embrace by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Владимир Маринин – К нам тётя соседка заходит на чай
- To Ellen Terry poem – Alfred Austin
- Sonnet Xiii
- Владимир Британишский – Горы, горы – горизонты
- Юлия Друнина – А всё равно
- Николай Гумилев – Кармен худа, коричневатый
- Song—The Birks of Aberfeldy by Robert Burns
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
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