Long Kahn Poems

 Translation of Eric Mottram’s Poem 33 in Interrogation Rooms by T. Wignesan

33.  on a vu un homme courir/ de la scène de crime un homme est maintenant en train d’aider/ la police avec...

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This is for you, Mystic Rose,
The closest cyber encounter family tree, my spree
Harry Horsman, Sara K, summer's gone, let's haiku and play.
Achoo contest, butterflies, Parise Pariku, and the awesomeness of Michael J. 
Andrea Dietrich, Debbie...

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I have realised just now” added the Owl, “that you were destined to know me better, and I believe I was destined to teach you something from my modest store of knowledge. Does it not...

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(note: The site restrictions don't allow long epic poems, so I have split this into 6 segments, each should run straight on from the previous one.)

THE EYE OF THE SEA

Or
The Rime of the Ancient Kubla...

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Oh captcha squares, oh captcha squares
What are these objects in your frames?
Oh captcha squares, oh captcha squares
Why must they gotta be the same?

    Cars and busses, traffic lights
    Bicycles...

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Die Lorelei by Heinrich Heine (1797-1856)- Translated by T. Wignesan
	For Regina von Degenfeld at Waibstadt
	-in respect and unending sufferance-

(Heine, a German Jewish lyrical and satiric poet, journalist and critic,
 settled in Paris from 1831 where...

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when Bobby Messiah 
the new kid next door
asked if I wanted to see his
Silly Putty porn collection
I know we were on the same page
It was hidden in an old transistor radio
of red plastic with a...

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Evading feral branches and pools of stagnant stuff.   
I'm taking the short way home ,  
Greasy grass and soaking anarchist weeds saturate my feet,  
I'm frozen to the bone  all...

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Here are my instructions for when I leave this world to go into the “magic realm of possibilities”, the heaven on another plane. For it will be so much better, it will make this Earth...

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Ode to Chores
By Brenda Kahn

When the Good Lord
In his wisdom, Hark!
Said “Separate
the light from dark.”

He surely didn’t
See that time
Would be a scarce
Resource to find

I throw my clothes-wash
In by person
Lest my crazed
Schedule worsen

If I did dark
Then...

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Disappearing like the straggling stars
of morning, all the discontent of winter
fades before the multifarious data
streaming from the light-filled cupola above.
It funnels into every mind, resisted only
by that most persistent ignorance
selected with our daily bread.

There are...

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It is a story of long ago
Story that is passed by wind blow
Genghis Kahn ordered is golden horde
To use bows spears and every sword

To go forth 
And attack Europe west and north
The European knights tried...

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My one attempt at marriage
Was like a union between McCoy and Kahn
Both a wee-bit dramatic
Like living a full fledge grand opera

(McCoy)
"My God man, we're living a circus
And you have jumped off the deep end
What you're...

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~Letting My Hair Down~

Feel the paper slightly rough between my fingers
Play with the corner before I turn devour the words thoughts do linger 
Sometimes romance - sometimes to learn.

Bubbles popping around my neckline
Steam rising high,...

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My anger and pain cried vulnerable soft rapid tears,
My unexpressed love will end the grief of the dark cruelty,
For my self I touched that pain of shame,
My extraordinary fire and desire wouldn't calm the nerve...

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Samuel Taylor Coleridge, depressed since his father passed when he was ten.
Friendships with William Wordsworth and Robert Southey off and on again.
Literary critic, philosopher, theologian and poet whom I adore.
Wrote my favorite poem “Kubla Kahn”...

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Vanish Into Thin Air

Into thin air she wanted to vanish;
Never knew how to Speak Spanish;
Mark did miss,
Being ludicrous;
Was with anguish being outlandish.



Perpetuity and Congruity

We propose that purpose of a perpetuity,
Is to encourage ambition in a...

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