by Ainne Frances dela Cruz
Towards bright lights
and heaven, we
hesitate, weakened by gravity
unable to fly
looping through earth.
Satellites, things that catch us
make us fall.
Nets, I would love to
catch and catch those things
we lose
because gravity,
time, makes us give things up.
Still,
soul-weary
I hope for miracles
looking back towards satellites
(finally understanding what pull means)
I lift myself from earth.
THE LAB 7TH EDITION. Summer 2011, Cultural Arts & Theatre Society
Copyright ©:
2011
A few random poems:
- Иида Дакоцу – Сквозь зимнюю мглу
- Ольга Берггольц – Какая тёмная зима
- Forty Years Later by Martin Willitts, Jr
- Владимир Маяковский – Вот что для голодающих прислали из-за границы, ассоциации и частные лица (Главполитпросвет №363)
- Between Two Moments by Nizar Sartawi
- The Symptoms of Love by William Cowper
- Владимир Луговской – Жестокое пробужденье
- Yarrow Revisited by William Wordsworth
- Владимир Вишневский – Долго же мы друг друга откладывали
- A Letter From Italy poem – Alfred Austin
- Passion of Greatness by Terence Ray Robertson
- Prologue, spoken by Mr. Woods at Edinburgh by Robert Burns
- Владимир Маяковский – Радуются ли империалисты-победители? (Главполитпросвет №335)
- Peddler Road Flyover by Vinita Agrawal
- Dead Musicians by Siegfried Sassoon
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
- Robert Burns: Scroggam, My Dearie:
- Robert Burns: When She Cam’ Ben She Bobbed :
- Robert Burns: The Weary Pund O’ Tow:
- Robert Burns: Lines On Fergusson, The Poet :
- Robert Burns: I do Confess Thou Art Sae Fair: Alteration of an Old Poem.
- Robert Burns: My Native Land Sae Far Awa:
- Robert Burns: Thou Gloomy December :
- Robert Burns: Behold The Hour, The Boat, Arrive:
- Robert Burns: Ae Fond Kiss, And Then We Sever:
- Robert Burns: O May, Thy Morn:
- Robert Burns: A Grace After Dinner, Extempore:
- Robert Burns: A Grace Before Dinner, Extempore:
- Robert Burns: The Keekin’-Glass:
- Robert Burns: Divine Service In The Kirk Of Lamington:
- Robert Burns: The Toadeater:
- Robert Burns: Poem On Sensibility:
- Robert Burns: The Song Of Death: Scene-A Field of Battle. Time of the day-evening. The wounded and dying of the victorious army are supposed to join in the following song.
- Robert Burns: Second Epistle To Robert Graham, ESQ., Of Fintry:
- Robert Burns: Epistle To John Maxwell, ESQ., Of Terraughty : On His Birthday.
- Robert Burns: O Kenmure’s On And Awa, Willie:
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
