Essayist Poems - Poems about Essayist

...Growth should be the ultimate criterion, nucleus and kernel of every annual pledge, for myself and other people who might gain, from a heartfelt commitment such as mine, that monumental new year ......

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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 ......

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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......

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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......

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...Or the fate that awaits one at journey’s end. Like all distances I suppose. My destination if you can call it that is another world altogether." A lady who could structure her sentences with t......

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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 i......

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...There is I am where the white dawn with the flying pigeons is where the golden noon with glittering afternoon is where the silvering dusk with rhythmic twittering is where the silent contemplatin......

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...Sonnet: The Ruins of Balaclava by Adam Mickiewicz (1798-1855) loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Oh, barren Crimean land, these dreary shades of castles?once your indisputable......

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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 o......

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...What a World! By Izunna Okafor Tears roll down my cheeks Beholding the palm tree I tapped From his knowledge of blue ink With a bow, lofting off a huge gap What a World ! Our intell......

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...By Izunna Okafor Oh ye the sun Why have you been stubborn like son Consistent in gazing at ground Endlessly waxing around the town The ground is as though as husk But you never consider t......

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...Friendship: Just Like a Palm Tree By Izunna Okafor From the crusts of lonely loams It gently roots inner and outer And softly pullulates harder and taller To register its purpose to man......

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...Die Maske des Bösen (“The Mask of Evil”) by Bertolt Brecht loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch A Japanese woodcarving hangs on my wall— the mask of an ancient demon, limned wit......

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...Radio Poem by Bertolt Brecht loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch You, little box, held tightly to me during my escape, so that your delicate tubes do not break; carried from......

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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 ......

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