Long Femmes Poems

Translation of Eric Mottram’s DEER HUNT - la Chasse aux cerfs by T. Wignesan

                    “La civilisation...

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Les Protecteurs – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s “The Protectors” by T. Wignesan

(Note: Oodgeroo never claimed to write poetry à la manière des poètes occidentaux; she said - without mincing words – her lines were sheer...

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Klacatoo – Translation of Kevin Gilbert ‘s « Klacatoo » by T. Wignesan

On nous avait coincé sur la rive de Lachlan
un endroit qui s’appelle Klacatoo
là où nous rassemblions au coucher du soleil
quand nous entendions le...

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You’ll never be an Olympic champion, Cecile,
After your accident on the ice,
Just walk, only,
There are so many beautiful things to do,
While walking, only, doubly,
Walking makes happy, calms the heart,
Walking inspires the brain, frees it,
You’ll never...

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I can’t stop thinking,
That the earth is round, round
Like African women,
That the seagulls are white,
That dogs are crazy,
They bark at poets, writers,

I can’t stop thinking,
That the sun is a guitar
Who plays in the summer, in...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private - 3 Dolores Huerta by T. Wignesan

3. Dolores Huerta

aucun coq n’y annonce la reveille:
les étudiants et les dirigeants des travailleurs 
font partie du piquet de grève contre les...

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Daisy Bindi – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s « Daisy Bindi » by T. Wignesan

L’esclavage à Roy Hill, quelle honte profonde misère:
Les noirs obligés à travailler sans paie l’année durant,
L’esclavagistes encouragés par la connivence policière
Avec la...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private 5 Homage to Humphrey Jennings by T. Wignesan

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Winter is gone
It's already midnight
Spring is here
With her flowers and presents
We have a new season
Everyone knows the reason
Since the girls are pretty
And the women wear their best, that's right.

Winter is gone
We are sad, it's madness
The...

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"Plain women know more about men than beautiful ones do."

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Calmness wasn't expected today by my overwhelmed spirit marveling,
I spot linden's branches with their yellow flowers brightly floating
as ships lost at sea; from which river did they come from?
Did someone break them off or was...

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The sky is blue, clear, jovial and ethereal
To welcome with open heart spring which is
So beautiful, fresh, colorful, and at ease
Oh! It’s a reborn again time which is real.

Oh! Friends, it's the most wonderful season
Green...

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Aux lacs italiens

 
         Douce l'italie, ca n'est pas moi qui raillerai jamais tes
amants, méme quand la passion les emportant Bien au contraire,
les exces m'enchantent. Je me...

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I had leaned on the bar of the balcony, when suddenly
My eyes and my mind have captured, from far away
A silhouette creeping down the steps and the stairs
Imitating a sassy ballerina with great skills and...

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Bonsoir 
He had greeted the trader, for it was evening.
An unusual day it was, the sun still smiling
And shedding light on dark mother earth.

At 37 minutes après l'heure de 7.
In the market place 
Et les...

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THE CURSE OF THE LOVED ONES

Three bears witness in the patio of love:
The loved, the unloved and the extinguisher.
For some, quite inexplicably,
It's a song that fades untimely or premeditatedly,
For others love is simply lost,
And it...

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How long will it take you, poet?
To understand that poetry does not replace love?

To understand, that everyone eventually falls out of their chair?

How long will it take you, poet?
To cross the Atlantic Ocean and the...

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Curiosity perhaps killed many a cat
For a cat it is an inquisitive brat

All life poor thing it shall rummage through trash
Spring on the dinner table and the diner might bash! 

Famous might be a Tom...

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As dusk gives way, a great delight
The forest comes alive
At first, it's slow
Now off they go
They flourish, nay, they thrive!

The motivating force, the drive
Behind the wondrous glow
To find a mate
A longing sate
But little do they...

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FEMMES FATALE OF THE CATACOMBS -Monsieur L'Vampyre
Beneath the gloom of Paris streets
where death's the only game to play;
the light of Heaven never meets
in time of night nor time of day;
    down in...

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C’est ton heureux anniversaire
Mon amie, ma copine, ma commère
Il m’est impossible de t’envoyer des fleurs
Et je ne peux pas t’écrire de jolis poèmes
Cependant je peux te souhaiter du bonheur
Avec toute ma force et avec tout...

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Two femmes, gauntly fit in the prime of adulthood.
Short, professional cut on one. The other bore crisp brown curls.
Are they lesbians?
A question birthed of weariness from I, my hips slouched against
the speckled pattern of the...

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L’amoureux brindezingue dit non avec la tète
Le cerveau fort agité amèrement s’embête
Pendant qu’il dit oui avec le cœur enflammé
D’un amour incertain, embaumé et emmitouflé
Oh ! Quelle bête! Les femmes ont toujours raison
Même quand elles ont...

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“The number 34 is the magic constant of the 4 by 4 magic square shown on the engraving “Melencolia I“ by Albrecht Dürer. Wikipedia"

Oh, my room’s square melancholy!
Les femmes préfèr les hommes au Lee*.
My bed...

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Sir Charming Knight set out one summer's day
Adventure sure to set femmes' hearts afire
To slay yon dragon lying in the bay
With sword and wit he'd wade into the mire
Past noon it was, no sign yet...

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