Best Primo Poems

Spring comes
Quietly--
Not with the bleating of lambs or
The tweeting of birds or the
Beating of butterfly wings

Spring comes
Silently--
Celtic through the Neolithic stones,
Unheralded by peering shadow-seekers
Rummaging around...

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For Primo Levi

it darkened more
as light shone through
and the haunting past stabbed

you felt
wept
screamed
as
silently the blind were led
'thieves' you called them
emerging from nowhere
yet everywhere
'thieves' you called...

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I believe that poetry is and of is was were have has been of as one pretenses a 
poetic practical pompous, pro  (p) ransomedramatical...

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"Mi primo" means my cousin in Spanish.
He calls me his "primita"- little cousin.
This is the story of how mi primo
Taught me about the meaning of...

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From 2010. Narrator is Robert Gibbs, snooty White House Press Secretary.

Lay, O Lord, a curse on press men, rude and churlish, sad, obsessed men 
Who...

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Emerald seems the primo choice 
With kelly right behind.
Hunter, mint or jade might also
Be the shades you'll find.

Army, jungle and chartreuse 
Would certainly suffice.
Forest, olive,...

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I stand alone, my soul and me
beneath the mask that others see.
A pain that tears, bites and will not bend.
Only when I sleep will it...

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Hurled into the desert by a beatnik pilot and dropped off just above nirvana.  I find myself in a peculiar yet remarkable position. ...

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Zum Tod der Frau meines Cousins am 17. April 2011 / The Death of my Cousin's wife, April
17th 2011/ La muerte de la mujer de...

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This autumn morning with the birds waking up
and the leaves changing is Election Day. I meet
Jane Trichter on the downtown train and discuss
Henry's upset. Her...

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RESTA QUI CON ME / STAY HERE WITH ME

Non pensare al passato
Do not think of the past 

Io ti ritrovero
I will find you

Ne son sicuro...

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Tutti sappiamo che la vita è un sogno.
Ora che dormo incontro tanta gente
Le cui vicende raccontare agogno.
We all know that life is dream
Now while sleeping...

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Poesia per Magee

Poem to Magee- Italian

C'è stato
un momento
un incredibile istante
quando ho ardito attraversare
la linea invisibile
eretta con tanta cura
fra di noi
per proteggere
i nostri soffici
muti segreti

come potevo...

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Ioàn: O sacro grembo a cui per levitade
          disgravar de ' suo ire 'n cieli falsi
...

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The Tempo of Life

Like metronome just pacing time,
      the years click slowly by;
   adagietto overtime,
   ...

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