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A Brisling (King Oscar sardines)

I opened a tin of sardines in olive oil for supper
Headless and nicely packed, except for one
that had a head and...

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If you tell me what you need we can  work out a plausible deal, if you tell  me what you want we can...

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Alexandria, Egypt is well known for being the city where Cleopatra once ruled her people and both she and her famous lover, Mark Anthony met...

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Tu yaar, tu hi dildaar, tu hi mera pyar
You're my friend, my beloved, my love
Tera meray dil main hai darbaar	
Your court is there in my...

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Merry Christmas 
my love
It’s another day we sing God’s blessings 
Distance may separate us but 
God’s love is the same everyday
Distance memories occupy my mind
Distance...

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I feel like Afghanistan
All the friends who helped me through my depression 
Have left
I want to leave this body I call home
Rather than wage war...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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The vaccine is here

The day took a long time coming
the night persisted and only moved across the sea
heading for Northern Norway where the night
lasts for...

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Sunny days

This is a beautiful warm day after a cold night
I chanced it and went for a walk to the woods
the track was now widened...

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Dreaming right

Watching an entertaining a program on TV a talk between
an Astro-physicist and a biologist, the astral-man was loud
given to interrupting the biologist, who was...

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Mirror
by Kajal Ahmad, a Kurdish poet
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

My era's obscuring mirror
shattered
because it magnified the small
and made the great seem insignificant.
Dictators and monsters...

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once upon a human

two kids named
ahmad and stan

each in his world 
loved reading Peter Pan

didn't see it coming
their dreams broken
down by the khazarian plan

they fell...

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The healer

Do you remember the night when?
The floodlight came on as we sat by the riverside?
You said you loved me and I quickly said ditto,
A...

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Night Labor, for Rachel Corrie
by Michael R. Burch 
 
Tonight we keep the flame alive;
we keep the candle lit.
We burn bright incense in your name
and...

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The Chair

     Calls out my name. 
     It is ever at the side of the bed. 
...

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