Poems about Poetry
THE HOLY TREE
by kapardeli eftichia
In the hands a branches
of olive I keep with
friendship of sun
medal resembles
in this landscape
in the calcined body
the ground, from root golden vein,
under the earth
secretively
a old olive
more deeply it roots
and all grows tall
in plains in slots rocks
in precipices and sides
in airs it stays up
and endures
“Molecules oils” it sprouted
there that goddess
Athina struck
with the spear a skin of ground
kotinos -kallistefanos –
for the Winner
with flower of olive
with flower of soul
Dense hugs
fruit
oil for the light awake
the saints the lamp
the golden spirit
holy harvest
In unquenched time
flow of the sacred tree
awakened immortal
helium touch
the cast shoot
the trunk,
Cyclic in nature
the same root
the bare hands
where the centuries blend
zygiazo light
the sacred heart
kapardeli eftichia
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kapardeli eftichia
A few random poems:
- Sonnet # 21 by Luis A. Estable
- Robert Burns: Behold, My Love, How Green The Groves:
- Михаил Кузмин – Зачем копье Архистратига
- Ольга Берггольц – Я тайно и горько ревную
- The Sitter by Shel Silverstein
- life on the escalator by Raj Arumugam
- Solitude poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Time’s Weariness poem – Alfred Austin
- Sonnet 24: Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled by William Shakespeare
- Ольга Седакова – Прощание
- May You Encounter Christ’s Inclusive Church
- The Vision Of Cassandra
- Гавриил Державин – На прогулку в грузинском саду
- Ballad of the Goodly Fere poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Жан Расин – Гофолия
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
- I Heard You, Solemn-sweet Pipes of the Organ. by Walt Whitman
- I hear it was Charged against Me. by Walt Whitman
- I Hear America Singing. by Walt Whitman
- I Dream’d in a Dream. by Walt Whitman
- I am He that Aches with Love. by Walt Whitman
- Hush’d be the Camps To-day. by Walt Whitman
- How Solemn as One by One. by Walt Whitman
- Hours Continuing Long. by Walt Whitman
- Here the Frailest Leaves of Me. by Walt Whitman
- Here, Sailor. by Walt Whitman
- Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour. by Walt Whitman
- Great are the Myths. by Walt Whitman
- Gods. by Walt Whitman
- Gliding Over All. by Walt Whitman
- Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun. by Walt Whitman
- Germs. by Walt Whitman
- Full of Life, Now. by Walt Whitman
- From Paumanok Starting. by Walt Whitman
- From My Last Years. by Walt Whitman
- From Far Dakota’s Cañons. by Walt Whitman
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
