Long Io Poems

“Strange Creatures and The Forest of Egregore” 

Where do we go -

when our rosebuds
stop still in the cold,
unwanted, 
along the unopened road?

we walk into the 
forest alone, 
there we meet 
strange creatures -

some say 
they...

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MICHELANGELO: Modern English Translations

Michelangelo Buonarroti (1475-1564) is considered by many experts to be the greatest artist and sculptor of all time. These are modern English translations of his poems and epigrams by Michael R. Burch.



SONNET:...

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"The Forgotten Legion of Rose Thorns"



Reversing roll calls
the Anti-Hero 
jumps through 
burning hoops
instinctively

bathed in the magnum glow
designed to fire cartridges
with a kick like a field gun
a bloody victory 
is eventually won

lacking conventionality
novel and picaresque
placing bad...

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"Dead Crush"



Oh uplift me woman
if we were to have a 
conversation would 
bees fly out of your mouth
or just mewling, simpering 
watered-down honey
not so pristine, just soft
and somewhat 
ingratiatingly tainted
you ply uplifting
romantic notions
like an air...

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Ancora in sogno vaga la mia mente
Nell’ignoto esplorando come Ulisse
Quando uno squarcio si apre immantinente.
Un uomo curvo col cappuccio nero
Che in tempi oscuri per la chiesa visse
Mi si rivolge in modo triste e altero.
“Per evitar...

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“Only from the Heart”



Only from the heart
can you touch 
your Blue Sky

poems -
short sentences,
sometimes long

why do we write?
only the shadow inside
knows why we harmonise

contrasting dark and light
some verses like 
ancient parables
 
in dusty tomes 
that...

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I knelt amidst the mountain's rise
        beneath the weeping opal skies
            there to measure Io's swoon
 ...

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I knelt amidst the mountain's rise, beneath the weeping opal skies,
      There to measure Io's swoon - the envy of each lesser moon ...
      ...

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Mafunzo ya kupata mtoto haiitaji tution 
chukua OPTION ya kuumiza matress na cussion 
but decision isikue abortion is the OPTION

ilikua date 2 month 2 alipomuambia I love you too
so after night two ,alipata mimba na...

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Per chi e' solo e non ama,
ci saranno solo giorni
cosi' lunghi e grigi;
e' tanto facile comprendere la sua noia,
perche' io ero uno di loro, cercando i sorrisi, togliendoli ai piu' felici: forse era invidia!
E' non...

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I have never forgotten our love
And I will never forget it until I die
Many years of sorrow have passed
But the wound in my heart has never healed
  Remember the many kisses we exchanged
 ...

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Perche' di notte non riesco a dormire;
ah, potro' mai sognare un mare scintillante
e stringerti in queste braccia cosi' calde
e non cercare piu' quella luna di neve?

Why at night am I unable to sleep;
ah, could I...

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"Pulmonary"



Revelations burn pulmonary
when all the bees no longer roar
life drowns in blue-green

Clairvoyants dance in time 
with prophets to flux events
Light folds Dark inside out 

Lizards Popes and Politicians
tread water in their black oceans
looking for an...

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Too tired,  i thought io myself, to lance this wound again
 So I'll let the sufferings flow where no good tidings go
 And we'll call it a truce in the end.
 Oh, tell me...

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Ah... already the summer 
approaches closing time,
but yours truly can squeeze 
one more rhyme 
before September first,
thus the following lines after...

Brainstorming, concentrating
panning... for poem
idea shattered brew
tilly by deafening seasonal
greensward cutting crew
contracted throughout summer to mow
leaves...

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Heavenly bodies, heavenly beings; 
living entities unfettered by gravity.
Spinning marbles in a universal box.

God’s favorite game, 
knuckle busters are smacking planets, 
right and left and the debris reforms…
new…marbles…pee-wee dust.

Cat-eyes glow as they sail apart; agate...

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Translation from Ivan Kotlyarevsky

Why is the water so much roily?-
Hasn’t it been shook up by the wave?
Why am I sad and not jolly,
Hasn’t my mother chastised me to save?


Yet, my mother didn’t trouce me-
From my...

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Foremost On My Bucket List?

Yo yo ma...though your absence
doth suddenly cause me woe,
no matter parting with
many bittersweet sorrows
long since consciousness unstrung
more'n fourteen plus years ago,

the last surviving Kuritsky
grim reaper enviously eventually snatched,
outliving demise of my...

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DISINTEGRATION
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Oh, Gianna stella piu' splendente del mattino,
di questo immenso e misterioso sogno,
fatti rapire dal suo fascino malizioso;
assaggia la sua magia, tutto e' cosi' sereno!

Oh, Gianna shiniest star of all stars,
of this endless and mysterious dream:
don't...

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I was a boy and not a man, 
living at home with mum and dad, 
I liked the freedom didn’t plan, 
was more about the one night stand, 
I didn’t know what the long term...

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Chiunque sente la lunga mancanza
di coloro che ti hanno amato,
non puo' altro che dire a se stesso,
" L'attesa si chiama tempo...
e un breve mese diventa
un'altro anno piu' lungo;
ed altri mesi piu' insopportabili oscurati da questo
tenerissimo...

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A poem based on the Greek pantheon:


Zeus The Philanderer

Zeus the philanderer, lust divine, 
Maidens fair he did entwine, 
By guileful means he won their trust, 
Bastard offspring born from his lust.

With swan's guise, Leda he...

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Tutti sappiamo che la vita è un sogno.
Ora che dormo incontro tanta gente
Le cui vicende raccontare agogno.
We all know that life is dream
Now while sleeping I meet many people
Whose events to recount I covet
Nel sogno...

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Brainstorming, concentrating
panning... for poem
idea shattered brew
tilly by deafening seasonal
greensward cutting crew
contracted throughout summer to mow

leaves of grass
every Tuesday, which drew
attention toward fragrant aroma
seeping into nostrils
of me - match hew,
heavily negated true

quiescence courtesy ear splitting
soundcloud of...

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