The Bird
In the pink evening sky
I saw a bird:
sudden flight,
rustle of wings.
Quietness in the ground
As it pierced the space around him.
Just a passing moment as the sun set.
I saw the bird.
Satisfaction to my soul,
Enjoyment to my day.
A flight,
A flirtatious movement
As the light gave way
To the crescent darkness of the night.
02/05/2010
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Vazante | 0 | 04/27/2011 |
| Departure | 5 | 04/20/2010 |
| Death | 6 | 02/24/2010 |
| Triste Poema Patrio | 1 | 02/24/2010 |
| Definindo | 1 | 02/24/2010 |
| Mareio | 0 | 02/18/2010 |
| Crente | 2 | 02/18/2010 |
| Desabrochar | 0 | 02/17/2010 |
| Impossivel | 1 | 02/17/2010 |
| Outside | 3 | 02/10/2010 |
| Summer | 2 | 02/09/2010 |
| The secret | 3 | 02/05/2010 |
| The War Crossed My Path | 4 | 02/03/2010 |
| Confession | 0 | 02/03/2010 |
| Beautiful | 0 | 02/03/2010 |
| The Bird | 1 | 02/03/2010 |
| Daniel | 3 | 01/28/2010 |
| Last Song | 4 | 01/28/2010 |
| Selfish | 2 | 01/28/2010 |
| By the River | 4 | 01/25/2010 |
| Elegy (To Pedro Bulfon) | 2 | 01/25/2010 |
| Motion | 2 | 01/19/2010 |
| Rescue | 2 | 01/19/2010 |
| Light | 1 | 01/19/2010 |
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