Albescent Poems - Poems about Albescent

...ANYTE OF TEGEA Stranger, rest your weary legs beneath the elms; hear how coolly the breeze murmurs through their branches; then take a bracing draught from the mountain-fed fountain; for this i......

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...POEMS ABOUT OPHELIA Ophélie (“Ophelia”) by Arthur Rimbaud translation by Michael R. Burch On pitiless black waves unsinking stars abide while pale Ophelia, a lethargic lily, drifts by. Here......

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...Sharon by Michael R. Burch, circa age 15 apologies to Byron I. Flamingo-minted, pink, pink cheeks, dark hair streaked with a lisp of dawnlight; I have seen your shadow creep through eeri......

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...ZEN DEATH HAIKU VIII These are my modern English translations of Japanese Zen Death Haiku. Since I was born, I must die, and so … —Kisei (1688-1764) , loose translation/interpretation of ......

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...Mahmoud Darwish English Translations of Arabic Poems Palestine by Mahmoud Darwish loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch This land gives us all that makes life worthwhile: ......

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...Heat Lightening by Michael R. Burch Each night beneath the elms, we never knew which lights beyond dark hills might stall, advance, then lurch into strange headbeams tilted up like searchlight......

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...Today, catching sight of the mallards crying over Lake Iware: Must I too vanish into the clouds? —Prince Otsu translation by Michael R. Burch This world— to what may we compare it? To autum......

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...Such Tenderness by Michael R. Burch for the mothers of Gaza There was, in your touch, such tenderness—as only the dove on her mildest day has, when she shelters downed fledglings beneath a w......

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...Safe Harbor by Michael R. Burch for Kevin N. Roberts The sea at night seems an alembic of dreams— the moans of the gulls, the foghorns’ bawlings. A century late to be melancholy, I wat......

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...These are my modern English translations of ancient Greek epigrams by Anacreon from the Anacreontea. Here he lies in state tonight: great is his Monument! Yet Ares cares not, neither does War re......

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...Athenian Epitaphs Mariner, do not ask whose tomb this may be, but go with good fortune: I wish you a kinder sea. —Michael R. Burch, after Plato Does my soul abide in heaven, or hell? Only th......

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...I don't know how it began- what matters is it's there like a famished bee on on a daisy Let me release a sigh- It was one point in time and began wherever it did I did not notice by the time... ......

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...My mirror grinned at my first grey With rearing youth, it’s my first fray Disturbed, with care I plucked that bane Next day to find one more, again I cried and sighed and went astray That’s ho......

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...The windows of my soul open through your eyes, edges on my heart, your smile soothes. Tell me all of your tales of sadness, share with me this world of madness. Your angelic face gleams saliently......

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...With that invisibilty of age I can fly my life like a kite ! Uninvited and unseen, albescent, grey, you know what I mean, ( not the first flush of youth or strong, the young forget that we were ......

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