All Poems
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Unbreakable
© Mirabai
Unbreakable, O Lord,
Is the love
That binds me to You:
Like a diamond,
It breaks the hammer that strikes it.
The Helmsman
© Henry Kendall
LIKE one who meets a staggering blow,
The stout old ship doth reel,
And waters vast go seething past
But will it last, this fearful blast,
On straining shroud and groaning mast,
O sailor at the wheel?
Submerged
© Lola Ridge
I have known only my own shallows -
Safe, plumbed places,
Where I was wont to preen myself.
El Piano De Genoveva
© Ramon Lopez Velarde
Me pareces, ¡oh piano!, por tu voz lastimera,
una caja de lágrimas, y tu oscura madera
me evoca la visita del primer ataúd
que recibí en mi casa en plena juventud.
This Mad Carnival Of Loving
© Heinrich Heine
This mad carnival of loving,
This wild orgy of the flesh,
Couplet
© Meer Taqi Meer
O! That people like Meer are wondering helplessly in such a poor condition,
In love many nobles and elite have lost their dignity.
The Find
© Charles Kingsley
Yon sound's neither sheep-bell nor bark,
They're running-they're running, Go hark!
When Horses Die
© Velimir Khlebnikov
When horses die, they breathe
When grasses die, they wither,
When suns die, they go out,
When people die, they sing songs.
What turned the Germans Back
© Katharine Tynan
WHAT turned the German myriads back
From Paris whither they had won?
The sword dropped from their hold grown slack;
Children of Attila the Hun,
Like Attila, went backward driven
By a young shepherdess of Heaven.
Memory's Genesis
© Charles Harpur
Yes! tis a melancholy sweet,
And thus let Memory oft repeat
Lifes first tale, that to the core
Retempered by such generous lore,
Our hardning spirits, as tis meet,
May pity the cold worldthe world we trust no more!
Justice (II)
© George Herbert
O Dreadfull Justice, what a fright and terrour
Wast thou of old,
When sinne and errour
Did show and shape thy looks to me,
And through their glasse discolour thee!
He that did but look up, was proud and bold.
Restless Night
© Du Fu
As bamboo chill drifts into the bedroom,
Moonlight fills every corner of our
Garden. Heavy dew beads and trickles.
Stars suddenly there, sparse, next aren't.
The Portland Election Air/"The Parson And The Suckling Pig"
© William Gay
1. 'Twas in the year of fifty one; the tenth day of September;
The Electors came all in a band, to vote for their first member.
Two candidates were fixed upon, a little while before,
Our worthy Guardian Wilkinson, and Melbourne, Mr Moore.
Donald Caird's Come Again
© Sir Walter Scott
Chorus
Donald Caird's come again!
Donald Caird's come again!
Tell the news in brugh and glen,
Donald Caird's come again!
Langue D'Oc
© Ezra Pound
When the springtime is sweet
And the birds repeat
Their new song in the leaves.
Tis meet
A man go where he will.
A Damascene Moon
© Nizar Qabbani
Green Tunisia, I have come to you as a lover
On my brow, a rose and a book
For I am the Damascene whose profession is passion
Whose singing turns the herbs green
Words spoken to Pei Ti
© Wang Wei
How can we break out of the net,
Be free of all this sound and dust,
Swinging a thorn-branch, find the way
Back to Peach Blossom Spring?
