Whispering in Wattle -Boughs
by Adam Lindsay Gordon
OH, gaily sings the bird! and the wattle-boughs are stirred
And rustled by the scented breath of Spring;
Oh, the dreary wistful longing! Oh, the faces that are thronging!
Oh, the voices that are vaguely whispering!
Oh, tell me, father mine, ere the good ship crossed the brine,
On the gangway one mute handgrip we exchanged,
Do you, past the grave, employ, for your stubborn reckless boy,
Those petitions that in life were ne’er estranged?
Oh, tell me, sister dear—parting word and parting tear
Never passed between us: let me bear the blame—
Are you living, girl, or dead? bitter tears since then I’ve shed
For the lips that lisped with mine a mother’s name.
Oh, tell me, ancient friend, ever ready to defend
In our boyhood, at the base of life’s long hill,
Are you waking yet or sleeping? Have you left this vale of weeping,
Or do you, like your comrade, linger still?
Oh, whisper, buried love, is there rest and peace above?—
There is little hope or comfort here below;
On your sweet face lies the mould, and your bed is strait and cold—
Near the harbour where the sea-tides ebb and flow.
All silent—they are dumb—and the breezes go and come
With an apathy that mocks at man’s distress;
Laugh, scoffer, while you may! I could bow me down and pray
For an answer that might stay my bitterness.
Oh, harshly screams the bird, and the wattle-bloom is stirred;
There’s a sullen weird-like whisper in the bough:
‘Aye, kneel and pray and weep, but HIS BELOVED SLEEP
CAN NEVER BE DISTURBED BY SUCH AS THOU!’
A few random poems:
- Our Bog Is Dood by Stevie Smith
- Family Caregivers Have Promises to Keep
- Алексей Жемчужников – Привет весны
- Forgetting Someone by Yehuda Amichai
- Юнна Мориц – Хорошо быть молодым
- Animal Tranquility And Decay by William Wordsworth
- Валерий Брюсов – К Бальмонту (Погасни, исчезни)
- Let me be to Thee as the circling bird poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Rusty Folks by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Sonnet 121: Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 104: To me, fair friend, you never can be old by William Shakespeare
- On Being Challenged to Write an Epigram in the Manner of Herrick by Sir Walter Raleigh
- Николай Языков – Переезд через приморские Альпы
- Epitaph for Mr. William Michie, Schoolmaster by Robert Burns
- Sonnet 51: Thus can my love excuse the slow offence by William Shakespeare
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Вера Павлова – Вот и пришли времена
- Вера Павлова – Вопрос ребра
- Вера Павлова – Весть обызвестковалась
- Вера Павлова – Вергилий в предсмертном бреду
- Вера Павлова – В ранец тетрадки собраны
- Вера Павлова – Утро вечера мудренее
- Вера Павлова – Удобряю ресницы снами
- Вера Павлова – Учась любовной науке
- Вера Павлова – У святителя вместо спины
- Вера Павлова – Ты вольно или невольно
- Вера Павлова – Твоя хладность
- Вера Павлова – Трогающему грудь
- Вера Павлова – Торчащее обтесать
- Вера Павлова – Толстые икры правителей
- Вера Павлова – Телефонные кнопки
- Вера Павлова – Сражаться с прошлым
- Вера Павлова – Снежную бабочку-однодневку
- Вера Павлова – Снег
- Вера Павлова – Слово держу осторожно
- Вера Полозкова – Или, к примеру, стоял какой-нибудь
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
Adam Lindsay Gordon (1833 – 1870) was an Australian or British-Australian poet, horseman, police officer and politician. He is considered to be one of the first national Australian poets.