Is that the only way we can become like Indians, like Rhinoceri,
like Quartz Crystals, like organic farmers, like what we imagine
Adam & Eve to’ve been, caressing each other with trembling limbs
before the Snake of Revolutionary Sex wrapped itself round
The Tree of Knowledge? What would Roque Dalton joke about lately
teeth chattering like a machine gun as he dabated mass tactics
with his Companeros? Necessary to kill the Yanquis with big bomb
Yes but don’t do it by yourself, better consult your mother
to get the Correct Line of Thought, if not consult Rimbaud once he got his leg cut off
or Lenin after his second stroke sending a message thru Mrs Krupskaya
to the rude Georgian, & just before his deathly fit when the Cheka aides
outside
his door looked in coldly assuring him his affairs were in good hands no need to move – What sickness at the
pit of his stomach moved up to
his brain?
What thought Khlebnikov on the hungry train exposing his stomach to the
sun?
Or Mayakovsky before the bullet hit his brain, what sharp propaganda for
action
on the Bureaucratic Battlefield in the Ministry of Collective Agriculture in
Ukraine?
What Slogan for Futurist architects or epic hymn for masses of Communist
Party Card holders in Futurity
on the conduct of the world seeking beauty against Government?
A few random poems:
- Владимир Высоцкий – У меня было сорок фамилий
- Song—The Birks of Aberfeldy by Robert Burns
- Robert Burns: Apology For Declining An Invitation To Dine:
- Владимир Маяковский – Селькор
- Владимир Маяковский – При свободной торговле… (Главполитпросвет №232)
- Жан де Лафонтен – Виноградник и Олень
- Criss-Cross Acrostic*: Ai My Eye ! by T. Wignesan
- The Silver Moon by Sappho
- Despondency: An Ode by Robert Burns
- I’ve dreamt of dreaming ’bout you by Vinko Kalinić
- Владимир Набоков – Стансы (Ничем не смоешь подписи косой)
- Why do ye torture me? by Patrick Pearse
- Владимир Маяковский – Если белогвардейщину не добьем совсем… (РОСТА №148)
- English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 58. Farewell! – But Whenever You Welcome the Hour. Томас Мур.
- Sonnet 134: So, now I have confessed that he is thine by William Shakespeare
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
- Effrontery by Satish Verma
- Earthly Wounds by Satish Verma
- Drift Wood by Satish Verma
- Dream Landing by Satish Verma
- DOWNHILL JOURNEY by Satish Verma
- Doom’s Day by Satish Verma
- Discretion by Satish Verma
- Delinquency by Satish Verma
- Death In Exile by Satish Verma
- DEATH AND VISION by Satish Verma
- Cult of Lynching by Satish Verma
- Crowding by Satish Verma
- CROSSING THE DEAF by Satish Verma
- Courting Fidelity by Satish Verma
- Contraptions by Satish Verma
- Confessional Hurt by Satish Verma
- Commerce by Satish Verma
- Collecting Milkweed by Satish Verma
- BRAMBLE GATES by Satish Verma
- Botanically by Satish Verma
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
