Long Enkindled Poems

Continues the translation of the great Dante's poem written 700 years ago,
 probably the most important poetry ever written in the human story

When my mind returned back, after the stop
Due to pity for two brothers...

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I am a child of the universe.
a twenty-first-century woman
bred in the refinements of modern civilization.
   The universe story is my story.
I am fifteen billion years old, so it is said
the youngest of earth's...

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CHAPTER 9c

Swift a sand shark spiraled nearer
Baring teeth it eyed them coldly
Han spun full about and kicked it
In the center of its body
 
But at this the sand shark merely 
Shrugged and moved off several...

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In this psychological warfare,
where the fate of Romeo and Juliet 
has not discouraged lovers

I was warned,
"tread carefully, only move forward if you are prepared
to battle against satanic adversaries not seen before."
But I'm a veteran with...

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“A lover asked his beloved,
Do you love yourself more than you love me?
Beloved replied, I have died to myself and I live for you.
I've disappeared from myself and my attributes,
I am present only for you.
I've...

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The first was handsome and direct,
and try he did to please--
with bright bouquets of fragrant gems,
in hopes my heart to seize.

I gathered from his grand approach
that beauty was his charm,
to bloom a bond through gorgeous...

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Behold the pulchritude overhead exalts to about a spread. 

It is o full swift which greatly outstrips thunder and gale added, 

Yet ocular to sigh from more than a score of hillocks afar. 

It is...

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Oh! - Answered he, who is the sculptor of the forest's soul,
-	I've lived in the songs and myths,  in the hair
Of maidens who romanced me, and in my own nightmare.
There is an ellipsis right...

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PROLOGUE
The Flame, aflicker, licks and flays,
illuming evening’s negligees
With braided curls she swirls and sways,
and flits and floats in light ballets

           APOLOGUE
A Flame, to conquer creeping...

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A hundred times too many,
I'd done it before.
Only thing is that :
I couldn't take any more.
I was always told that ,
"Pride comes before the fall."
I couldn't even go on .
Let alone stand tall so I...

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{He}

Moisture wells from in to out

The sky drapes its dress

Quiescently, you tilt your head and pout

Your shoulder kisses a tiny tress


Vapor is breathed on the glass

A tantalizing blaze flaring from behind

Fumbling your hair into a...

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A SMILE OF TEARS
I wish I could catch a star 
was the voice I heard as I sat on the grass
I look through the meadow
	all I could see was her shadow
Walking up close 
her mouth...

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Oh dreamy lass of fragrant wiles,
            a parasol of white unfurled..
your bloom beguiles her moonlight miles,
a mirror pale in petals whorled.
   ...

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This seething rage consumes me,
Flows through my veins like poison
Controlling my emotions and body with no mercy
Leaving me helpless and feeble in my soul

Is this loathing one that makes me powerful?
Or one that endangers the...

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Yet another bleak bewitching winter
claws across our windowsill;
we quickly shut the icing panes
to exorcise his curs'd chill.

We were well aware his breath could render
life itself to frigid ash,
but we were also well assured
our charcoal child,...

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Night to day

Night to day

Give us the night this star possessed,
When darkness holds desires,   
For spirits heed the softer strains 
That time could not abandon;
And trapped are we in this time of change...

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You have ignited a great fire in me 
This love affair I could not conceive 
All of the normality I have believed 
Seems to be a false pretense 
You revealed to me 
The authentic process...

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Once God has breathed life to everyone
His spirit enkindled in our soul and mind
And as He created us in his image and likeness
His divine gift was instilled, our screen of awareness.

Screen of awareness is ever...

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He had a Galatea named Deidre.
His plastic inamorata.

Considering his advanced age
she was also his Lolita.

Deidre and he would climax together.
while he played his essential part.
For a while he sparked and enkindled.

Canoodling in domestic bliss,
he would...

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The boat rocks gently under a reddening sun,
is it wrong to wish for a Viking burial,
to ponder a last journey West
into the dying light?

I could rest my soul here in this skiff
on this one long...

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