Long Homesickness Poems

Date:  April    2051

Next day:
Fresh air in the middle of  paradise morning!
"Yeah"  everything is fine. Alright every 
Time."  Damian was thinking out loud
And Dolly being the inspector she
Was, and...

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"In musical notation, a bar (or measure) is a segment of time corresponding to a specific number of beats in which each beat is represented by a particular note value and the boundaries of the...

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(I'm 
an 
Indian 
lassie, 
was 
born 
in 
West 
Africa, 
(Nigeria), 
Grew 
up 
in 
South 
Africa 
(Swaziland) 
and 
currently 
live 
in 
East 
Africa. 
(Tanzania). 
So 
I 
live 
in 
Daresalam, 
near 
the 
Indian 
Ocean.


I 
might 
be 
like...

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when she met the homely older man with the big nose,
shoulders hunched about his ears as if to ward off further blows,
she married him and moved far away
and at first it was okay
grateful for every...

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Another college tour, another favor. This time it was an old schoolmate, George and his parents who were taking the official tour. I was going to babysit his little sister Mary (5) while they walked...

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The sun sank into rusty chains
Ancient Mesopotamian constellations begin to spin
Shadows in the bushes
Sidewalks walking from the back
Cetoniinae trapped in glass
Your gaze runs through the sky
yes, like Schelling's rose
Tesla cars crossing the border
The dust of...

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Dread of separation anxiety
Anguish I felt with certainty
Yet due to childhood’s knowledge-obscurity
I could not fathom its reality.

Such awful feeling I experienced when my mother left me for a while
Not that she would go afar; not...

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Biological parents minted circa December 1st, 1957

Amelie Beth Harris
fresh out womb blurted "ahoy"
melded as genetic
deoxynucleic acid alloy
awkward first time parents

natural affection did employ
Boyce and Harriet Harris
shed tears of joy,
and feted yearly birthdays,

thus much appreciation ye...

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This is my story about Menudo, and not the boy band Menudo
Mexican Menudo soup, known as the breakfast of champions
It’s what borracho’s, and Ricky Martin and all el mundo saludo
Chili mix, cilantro and lemon or...

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The Cinematic Film Treatment as a stand alone element 
in the aesthetic revolution we are now not witnessing

Citadel of the Doinker King 

A Coen Brotheresque take on a Soska Sisteroid version of a Wachowsky Siblingish...

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I.

A young boy in a desert trailer,
wishes inspiration will fall in him,
pitter, patter, like raindrops,
transforming into keytaps,
on the ancient yellow-screened word processor
that was his father's pride and joy.

The letters are angular, ancient, precise.
like gemstones that...

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"In my distress I called upon the LORD, and cried unto my God: he heard my voice out of his temple, and my cry came before him, even into his ears." Psalm 18:6 of the...

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What are you doing with me God?
What are you doing with me Earth?
What is your plan?
I've always thought this suffering
To be a blessing that in time
Will reveal itself to me 
And I will be the...

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Facing struggles of separation anxiety
such darkness midst anguish I felt with certainty
yet due to childhood’s knowledge-obscurity
I could not fathom its reality.

I dreaded being far from my mother and her presence
God’s love I delighted in through...

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Meloncolly Baby 
MeloncollY Baby 
Homesickness threatens me what with the World Wide Web at my fingertips 
Eye just smurfed a place that used to be my home before the SATAN came 
The place looks just...

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Author: Runping Chen

Here is the noisy lodging house
Where I cannot compose a poem in reply to Dongpo’s Prelude to Water Melody
Because whoever can hardly
Bear the accumulated homesickness.
I sang loudly
In a melancholy.

In an avulsion, my voice
Sang...

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There's this girl that I know who misses her home
The place filled with laughter, her joy, and her hope.
This girl, she is sad, and I've seen her heart break.
She just doesn't belong here, and she...

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I guess it’s not easy at first
to experience adjustment
when one gets uprooted
like in any other country.

I first learned the language,
immersed in life experiences;
with cultural differences,
I came along to blend.

With my own companions
living together at home
that...

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Vania Konstantinova was born, lives and works in Sofia. She graduated Classical Ballet in
her native town and in Petersburg as well as Polish Philology in Sofia University and
Jagiellonian University, Krakow. She's co-author of the poetic...

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There is no place as better as home
not even heaven is as better as home

He strolled aimlessly in the streets of Amsterdam,
deep in reverie and gnashing his teeth.
Here, he had come for greener pastures
and gold,he...

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SOFT SENSUALITY

While the waiting is nearing
The longing doubly suspenseful
Mechanically or tender make it eager of welcome
Perhaps hugging and kissing
Will never dampen homesickness
Everything in the “kubo” is envious
Every minute a comfort and intimate
Even crickets stop cricketing
And...

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How cruel this road:                               ...

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aN An Alone Gathering- -

'Loneliness!' I, 'think I am of alone.'
Alone in the spirit, mind and tongue
Alone whole always known
This that I am alone

That splendid homesickness 
Wishes for the gatherings
the stage fright brought such sorrow
I...

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When was the last time I heard your merry laugh?
I wonder… thinking of her,
The way she told about a Christmas long ago,
With her eyes twinkling, and her ringing laugh.
When she told us 
Of the choirs...

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I loved Christmas. Every year
Bach’s oratorio filled the church,
the boys’ voices soaring skyward. We drank
mulled wine at the market, lighted 
candles on the wooden pyramids,
carefully set up mom’s collection of nutcrackers, carved
by hand in small...

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