Inlaid Poems - Poems about Inlaid

...CHINESE FEMALE POETS: ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS Creamy Melons by Chao Luan-Luan translation by Michael R. Burch Scented with talcum, moist with perspiration, like pegs of jade inlaid in a harp, ......

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...Last Glance I looked in the mirror and see what i saw. It left without telling me its secrets which I knew without saying . You had left all of your clothes hanging stiff. A memory and a......

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...Hakim. The Gatekeeper from Esagila. (A lone voice whispers) In ancient Babylon, I once stood alone and mixed fire Iron and clay All day Creating a spell To entice my only light to......

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...This is my English translation of "L'Invitation au voyage" ("Invitation to the Voyage") by the French poet Charles Baudelaire. It's a poem he wrote for his soulmate... Invitation to the Voyage by......

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...Sappho Translations XV by Michael R. Burch Gaia, rainbow-crowned, garbs herself in myriad hues. (168c) We ran like fawns from the symposium: me, Cleis and reckless Gongyla. (168d) Destiny is......

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...Despite the pulsing pirouette of urban thresholds, coruscating catalyst amid detachment, of golden spoke carousel magnetism, circle-shape swivel platform roundabout, that spreads incipient wish f......

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...In the odyssey of days that mercilessly run like grains of sand, An unseen battle is foretold that we shall wage in the shadow. The war within our hearts, a citadel besieged by falling stars, Wher......

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...You will untie knots from your chain, with trembling hands whistling in the wind, And you will be unstrung, in turn, from someone's necklace, like an exiled pearl. Often, partings dress in mute gar......

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...Quite far we have traversed, in pursuit of goals we chose, Through troubles and trepidations of seasons in throes; Sometimes reveling sunshine, sometime in glum of shadows, Always together~ on bar......

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...Conditioning Is seemingly What we are.. Patterns inlaid Are there for Comparisons..so that An appearance might Be labeled and Understood.. Such a story may Arise.........

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...The tangled intricate emotion of love washes a thin blood red line on the heart where a glow waits patiently on the winding path chosen that leads to a treasure we seek Where the sun rises in a ......

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...In the depths of nights shades, lies the underworld roots of tentacles and rakes of spades. This darkness creeps and crawls, Whispers and echoes screams of a fall. But not until the error is inla......

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...The gilding of the canopies calls upon Autumn's Midas touch. Whereas amber and orange leaves get inlaid with gold filigree. Jack Frost's icy kiss ushers in the gilding of the canopies.......

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...Sidewalks We walked along the sidewalks that paralleled the beach, the ocean roaring in the distance just beyond the soft sands, an echo of all the waves that have ever touched the shore, be......

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...I make a perfect dry martini, I read and write and speak Français, All my suits, and shirts, and shoes are custom-made. I own a Porsche and Maserati, A house on Acapulco Bay With scores of floor......

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