Articles tagged ‘Saturday poems’.
By Heberto Padilla Translated by Andrew McKenna No lo olvides, poeta. En cualquier sitio y época en que hagas o en que sufras la Historia, siempre e...
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By Ernesto Cardenal translated by Andrew McKenna They killed you and didn’t tell us where they buried your body, But ever since that day the who...
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by Taliesin (6th Century ?) English version by Robert Williams (Original Language Welsh) Guess who it is. Created before the Flood. A creature strong,...
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By by Wang Wei (699? – 761) Autumn is crisp and the firmament far, especially far from where people live. I look at cranes on the sand and am im...
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By Ernesto Cardenal Translated by Andrew McKenna Now here comes the General … the General here comes the General riding his white horse, surr...
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by Ikkyu (Ikkyu Sojun) The tree is stripped, All colour, fragrance gone, Yet already on the bough, Uncaring spring! Amazon.com Widgets...
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By Wilfred Owen Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, Till on the haunting flares we t...
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By Roque Dalton (1935-1975) Translated by Andrew McKrnna Like you I love love, life, the sweet charm of things the sublime landscape of January days. ...
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By Ernesto Cardenal Translated by Andrew McKenna I’ve taken part in clandestine ballots, shouted: Long live freedom! In the street de...
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Irish, 9th century I wish, O son of the Living God, ancient eternal King for a secret hut in the wilderness that it may be my dwelling. A very blue s...
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From advertising to TV shows, haiku is everywhere. It had collaborative beginnings – half a millennium before New Age haiku icon Basho was born. BY ...
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Seamus Heaney wrote this in an open letter from a Field Day Pamphlet rebuking the editors of the Penguin Book of Contemporary British Poetry for inclu...
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By Ernesto Cardenal Translated by Andrew McKenna And when I lose you, you and I will have lost: me, because you were the one I loved the most and ...
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© Joan Katherine Webster OAM 0 ought to be nought. How did it become numerically taboo? Linguistically incorrect? Is there a subcommitt...
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© Joan Katherine Webster OAM It’s easy to see that the biblical account of creation was made up by men. For six days the male God laboured to cr...
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Irish monk, ninth century I and Pangur Ban, my cat, ‘Tis a like task we are at; Hunting mice is his delight, Hunting words I sit all night. Bett...
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By Ernesto Cardenal, translated by Andrew McKenna Have these roses Have these Costa Rican roses Myriam, with these love poems My verses will remi...
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Whether you want an impressive verse for a speech, the ideal poem to declare undying love or simply to improve your knowledge and appreciation of Aust...
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Poetry is not a solitary urge. It is meant to be out in the real world and shared. Seeking out kindred spirits. And that is why The Maurocco Bar is ho...
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George Athanasiou, © 2007 If I had to move mountains For you I would move them If I had to break chains I would shatter them all If I had to build b...
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By Ernesto Cardenal Translated by Andrew McKenna Claudia, be careful when you’re with me because the lightest gesture, any word, a sigh Cla...
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By Donna Sherwani, (2004) Like a seed I have blown From Hawler* to Melbourne Across mountains and seas Like a hunter I’ve eaten wild fruits in...
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By Ernesto Cardenal Translated by Andrew McKenna In Costa Rica the roads sing And they tread the paths with mandolins And the roads are painted like ...
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by Mansur al- Hallaj English version by Andrew Harvey Original Language Arabic Muslim / Sufi, 9th century Kill me, my faithful friends, For in my b...
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By Michael Pilarte I took the road through hell one along the Tigris and Euphrates; Death fouled in the air and Agony had no place to sleep....
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Roses of the South was Highly Commended in the Castlemaine Poetry Prize © by Joan Katherine Webster The Strauss always sets my mind twirling back lon...
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by Vladimir Solovyov (1853 – 1900) All in azure today was my queen — here, before me, – My heart hammered with sweet delight,...
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By by Natsume Soseki (1867 – 1916) In memory of those who have died in northern Japan...
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By Kobayashi Issa (1763 – 1828) Don’t weep, insects - Lovers, stars themselves, Must part....
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By Akka Mahadevi Sunlight made visible the whole length of sky, movement of wind, leaf, flower, all six colours on tree, bush and creeper: all this is...
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By Alfred Tennyson, 1809-92 Flower in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies;...
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Death Snips Proud Men by Carl Sandburg DEATH is stronger than all the governments because the governments are men and men die and then death laughs: N...
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In honour of all those taking to the streets in the Middle East to bring a better life for themselves and their countries, we bring you To the Tyrant,...
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