Best Essayist Poems

Note:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Percy_Bysshe_Shelley
Percy Bysshe Shelley,  Born 4 August 1792
Horsham, Sussex, England[1]
Died , 8 July 1822 (aged 29)
Gulf of La Spezia, Kingdom of Sardinia (now Italy)
Occupation	Poet, dramatist, essayist, novelist
Alma mater	University College, Oxford (no degree)
Literary movement	Romanticism
Spouse	Harriet Westbrook
(m. 1811; died 1816)
Mary Shelley
(m. 1816)
Signature	
Percy Bysshe Shelley (/b??/  
BISH; 4...

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Sharing my translation of a famous poem (Sadharan Meye) written by Rabindranath Tagore, who won Nobel Prize in Literature in 1913. It's one of his story-like poems, written in Bengali, which is one of the regional languages in India, and the National Language of Bangladesh....

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My poem is patterned after John Crowe Ransom's "Blue Girls." I suppose you could call it a parody. His poem appears below mine.


Styling in your leggings, wildly designed,
Strutting to classes in your modern schools— 
While texting. Roll your eyes at those old fools
Who think they're...

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Die Bücherverbrennung ("The Burning of the Books")
by Bertolt Brecht
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

When the Regime
commanded the unlawful books to be burned,
teams of dull oxen hauled huge cartloads to the bonfires.

Then a banished writer, one of the best,
scanning the list of excommunicated texts,
became enraged: he’d...

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“Our being is descending into us from we know not whence. 
The most exact calculator has no prescience that somewhat incalculable 
may not balk the very next moment. I am constrained every moment 
to acknowledge a higher origin for events than the will I call...

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"Angel Eyes" 

that dark angel
standing in the corner
observing the shadows of man 
pass him by -

he has angel eyes

that shine high beam
bright bushfires that light 
the entire transparent 
padded room parade

dance cards lit 
he’s biding his time
in the theatre of cruelty
in disguise 

a wall flower...

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Back Door Side Door Front Door : Which door might a Confucian take
 
..................for René ETIEMBLE (Jan. 26, 1909 – Jan. 7, 2002)*

In homage - dedicated to the Chair Professor of Comparative Literature
.................at the prestigious pre-1968 Sorbonne University 

 
Barely a few speechless moments before...

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PAUL VALERY TRANSLATION: “SECRET ODE”

“Secret Ode” is a poem by the French poet Paul Valéry about collapsing after a vigorous dance, watching the sun set, and seeing the immensity of the night sky as the stars begin to appear. 

Ode secrète (“Secret Ode”)
by Paul Valéry
loose...

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Chemically: crystalline carbon compound
Commonly consumed as coffee, Coke 
Choices? Consider chocolate
Craziness careens corners

Attitude and attention adjuster
Autumn afternoon activator
Accelerated activities
Ask another altruistic answerable

Fathoming fatherhood 
Folgers: fresh or frozen
Foolish frolicking
Fickle frazzled frog

Favorite flavor?
French fanilla (fun!)
Famous for flying
Fan for “FREEDOM!!”

Endurance enhancer
E’erlasting elixir
Endocrine epoxic effects
Essayist endorser

I, internal igniter 
Interestingly...

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Le Problème avec des Blancs – Translation of Jim Everett’s « The White Man Problem » by T. Wignesan

(Jim Everett, Mawbana Pleregannana, b. 1942 on Flinders Island, Tasmania, has had a chequered career and like almost all the aboriginal poets and writers in English of...

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PANAGIOTA CHRISTOPOULOU-ZALONI

Poetess, novelist, essayist, painter, 

Editor of literary magazine KELAINO

e-mail: tzina@otenet.gr 

Address: Zaloggou 16, 13231 Petroupoli-Athens-Greece



 



Haiku in English

of Mrs Panagiota Christopoulou-Zaloni



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Poem and love

With scented thoughts				

Holy Communion



*

Lyres are starting

Divinely are chanting

I feel so happy.



*

Pain and sorrow

Filled is the heart

Sigh of blood.



*

My white roses

Same with...

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P- “Poets have been mysteriously silent
O- On the subject of cheese.” I quote
E- Essayist G. K. Chesterton's thoughts.
M- Molded from Thomas Carlyle, these words:
S- "Speech is silver;  silence is golden."

A- Arise, to your pens, ye poets of today,
R- Re-write like there's no tomorrow.
E- Eventually...

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Der Abschied (“The Parting”)
by Bertolt Brecht
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

We embrace;
my fingers trace
rich cloth
while yours encounter only moth-
eaten fabric.
A quick hug:
you were invited to the gay soiree
while the minions of the "law" relentlessly pursue me.
We talk about the weather
and our eternal friendship's magic.
Anything else...

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In the corner
Is my pole star
Light and insight
Never blur
In the corner
Balm they are
For wounds of war


When sun is dark
Empty the park 
In lingering pain
limps the lark
Inside the clock
Hours of shark 
Roads are blocked 
Rooms are locked
Sky has fled
Dreams are dead
I look for the corner
The soul...

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Unprecedented and unannounced
The sound out-hauls the band
The beat of corruption much allowed
Now in dual they posses the land

Who should the finger now highlight
The finger itself is bent and bet
White in the day but black at night
The unlucky hens now incur the rent

Hope appears to be...

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