Nothing will hurt you that much despite how you feel
the stress on your back shapes your insight
this splendid November rain Toussaint. I find
you by your marks, he says
an imprint
But when I summon you, I talk to—I say—
my memory of your face. It’s kind of crazy
to others. They’re not very interesting he says.
When I first came to this country, and now
I know the language I say, but I had in a dream
spoken it many years previously. That is,
not the language of the dead the language
of France. I took one year of French in 1964
and then nothing but once, in 1977 I spoke French
in a dream all night: I was in the future I
moved here in 1992. Country of the more
logical than I? though the people of my quartier
know and like me, even as I a foreigner remain strange
You do everything alone a woman said to me.
There are ways to care without interfering
but the French speak of anguish frequently
they are conscious of emotional extremity
a terrible gift. It’s all a gift, he says . . .
some haven’t been opened. I’m not sure
he said that it’s nearly my sixty-seventh birthday
today though it’s the day of the dead hello
we love you they say.
Copyright ©:
Alice Notley
A few random poems:
- Владимир Корнилов – Стих стиху
- The Poet poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Валерий Брюсов – Голос мертвого
- The Singer poem – Alexander Pushkin
- The house where I was born (01) by Yves Bonnefoy
- Once A Great Love by Yehuda Amichai
- Олег Бундур – Быстро расту
- A Sleepless Night poem – Alfred Austin
- Алишер Навои – У пери — точка вместо уст
- Алексей Толстой – Смеркалось, жаркий день бледнел неуловимо
- Felo de Se poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Campera, the Foreigner y el Novio by Marjorie Kanter
- Владимир Высоцкий – Песня солдата на часах
- Robert Burns: Tam Samson’s Elegy: When this worthy old sportman went out, last muirfowl season, he supposed it was to be, in Ossian’s phrase, “the last of his fields,” and expressed an ardent wish to die and be buried in the muirs. On this hint the author composed his elegy and epitaph.-R.B., 1787.
- Омар Хайям – Лик розы освежен дыханием весны
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
- A New Year’s Resolution to Leave Dundee by William Topaz McGonagall
- A Humble Heroine by William Topaz McGonagall
- A Descriptive Poem on the Silvery Tay by William Topaz McGonagall
- A Christmas Carol by William Topaz McGonagall
- On The Porch At The Frost Place, Franconia, N. H. by William Matthews
- On the Nativity of Christ by William Dunbar
- On a Soldier Fallen in the Philippines by William Vaughn Moody
- Ode to My Guitar by William Wright Harris
- No Return by William Matthews
- Mingus At The Showplace by William Matthews
- Memory by William Browne
- Lament for the Makers by William Dunbar
- Job Interview by William Matthews
- In Honour of the City of London by William Dunbar
- Homer’s Seeing-Eye Dog by William Matthews
- Gloucester Moods by William Vaughn Moody
- Earliest Spring by William Dean Howells
- Composed Upon Westminster Bridge by William Wordsworth
- Britannia’s Pastorals by William Browne
- Between the Dusk of a Summer Night by William Ernest Henley
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
