Samarkand Poems - Poems about Samarkand

...It was a quaint little shop Looking strangely out of place And the owner was a hermit With a crinkled young old face. He was a man of distinction Of health hearty and hale, Had looked a Haggi......

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...Sometimes faith lives on the edge of a knife as Sviastoslav the Rus sacker came to know The Khazar Khanate knew how to cut a slight his gilded skull stole the show, The Vatican went from a marsh......

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...THE LAWNS OF PARADISE Dim road in Moscow’s winter taxi. Maybe our Uzbek driver’s memory Drifts to Bukhara,Samarkand and Tashkent: The shifting sands and the caravan’s load, Blue-gold m......

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...In the shimm’ring empty distance Of a vast central Asian steppe, A faint and formless shape appeared. A soundless mass of black and brown Rose like a djinn from out the dust Of the long traveled......

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...The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Nineteen “Not that I had not spied your tulip-lipped doting jasmine airs Nor the way your wraith-like form take me back to sumptuous fairs Of Samarkand yore ......

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...WINTER’S XANADU Boreal Venice with canals of ice Built on frozen rock and sand Of the Pleasure Dome, we have a slice. Spires of gilt and bridges a thousand City of gold from Russia’s ......

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...The bringer of rain...... The bringer of typhoon........ Eastern moon........... Arriving soon.............. The lover of symbols and numbers Gold too.............. Awaking the Princess......

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