Best Commandant Poems

There once was a little mighty ant
Who was extravagant and arrogant 
Known to be exorbitantly militant 
She was so combatant and petulant
They nicknamed her My...

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Exclusive Birth Rights

I am German and guilty as charged by history and evil parental culpability
privileged by life and proxy thus I refuse to forget ancestral...

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We have all gotten used to wearing our masks just like we do our bras and panties, now we need get used to wearing a...

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It's peaceful here in my backyard.
The crows sound happy
with warm October sunlight.

I just read about a deadly gathering in Las Vegas.
Absence of sun-drenched peace.
Inconvenient this...

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English translations of Arabic poems by Fadwa Tuqan aka "The Poet of Palestine"

Enough for Me
by Fadwa Tuqan 
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Enough for me...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty-Six

Soon all the rooms at trysting hotel were for years booked through
By pilgrims from Mindanao and Minangkabau to...

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"dedicated to Robert a Owen...a soldier who served"

bombing the monster and his minions to
on the side of the right,the just,and the true
bullets hit the bird...

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Fadwa Tuqan has been called the Grand Dame of Palestinian letters and The Poet of Palestine. These are my translations of Fadwa Tuqan poems originally...

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Jacques Cousteau (Conversion to Islam)
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Jacques-Yves Cousteau (June 11 1910 – June 25 1997), was a French...

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Snow falls on the brittle leaves of birch trees,
their branches miraculously overlooked by the December wind.
It makes a sound like the marching feet of scary...

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He’s called the Eulogizer
He reluctantly accepts this moniker as our elder
A name for which he feels disdain 
Since it conjures memories of unspeakable pain
 
He's...

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Limerick: Once a Mom Tigress spurned her lame-born cub

			for Commandant Cousteau’s son

Once a Mom Tigress spurned her lame-born cub 
Wild Life Champ admitted cub to...

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I stand ’tween the rails looking back at the gate
With lips pursed I swallow and choke,
And I thank God that I’m still standing alive
Not going...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty-Eight

Other media meanwhile busy with who’s sleeping with whom
Relying on New-Sweep and Thyme to make loud front-page zoom
Mainly...

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