Long Lethargy Poems

These are translations of some of the oldest Japanese waka, which evolved into tanka, renga and haiku. 

While you decline to cry,
high on the mountainside
a single stalk of plumegrass wilts.
—O no Yasumaro (circa 711), translation...

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I got friggin heebie jeebies

Cuz buzzards circle o'er me
eyeing these lovely bones prithee
id est Roy L. T. Canard, Si
hence impossible mission 
to be lovey dove vee.

Vague remembrances of dream  
which recurred with frequency
transfixed by...

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Gloriously luxuriating in eternal sleep

Forlorn; bereft of golden
(slippered) opportunities I weep;
Three score and four years
replete with mailer daemons,
hence mindset adrip
with self denouncing expletive filled bleep
unwritten expressed recriminations
wielded upon figurative head of wimpy blip;
decades elapsed at...

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Today August 29th, 2021 sluggishness dogs yours truly

Forecasting to thunderous applause
fast as greased lightning draws
upon futuristic atmospheric gewgaws
hot air emanates out these slackened jaws
spluttering courtesy indentured maws
armed with four footed tall paws
gesticulations resembling horizontal seesaws....

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from state dinner pent-up flatulence

                              ...

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For more than 10 years she sat at home in a state of inertia, longing for the things of the past, hoping that the past could be her future.  In doing so she gave...

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THIRUKKURAL: Translation of Canto XXXVIII with notes and commentary

Canto XXXVIII of the Thirukkural on the topic of FATE which I give here in translation (by stages) forms, in itself, a separate "book" in its own...

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I awoke at twenty five to eight.Huh,I must have been more tired than I thought.After waking at five that morning I had spent several hours working in the yard cleaning flower beds 
dead heading flowers.After...

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I have heard “The mirror tells not a lie, ’ 
I assuming myself the gorgeous one 
Abased in front of the looking-glass. 
I was one but the reflections were seven 
I was baffled either one...

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She was lost and cried all night, heart broken and sad
Old wounds ached from countless jagged scars and flaws
It was an evil monster, abusive and powerfully bad
From its sadistic, tormenting ways, never did it pause

How...

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I have heard "The mirror tells not a lie,’
I assuming myself the gorgeous one
Abased in front of the looking-glass.
I was one but the reflections were seven
I was baffled either one was in seven or seven...

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The endless fight seemed to come to an end,
the toxic nature beaten out of men
by lessons taught, and pressure from above,
the masculine had surrendered to love.

The action movie, no more to be seen,
the bars and...

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The clichés drum upon my skull
Pounding pulse
Of rapid heart beat.

“Choices of today
Limit Opportunities of Tomorrow”
As once again I fall to defeat.

Though another directs the puppet strings,
‘‘Twas I who decided to wear the rings.”

“Thy bed
Thee have...

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Dear Menopause,

             Thank you for the irregular menstrual flow
             When it...

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Resumption of daily/nightly constitutional

I accompany my dark shadow...
(many hours before edge of night,
where twilight zone evokes night gallery),
and resumed walking a circuit
around perimeter of parking lot
today, a breezy temperate
twenty fifth of April two thousand
and twenty...

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(Quintin Horatius Flaccus, Roman Poet, 65 B.C.-8 A.D.)


Yes, yes, I know what they say about me – know it well,
		too damn well, in fact: that I am short,
squat, and overweight with a face even ugly...

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This day born an industrious Eve
Good on paper and better practical wise
Which Adam gets to have a view
How truly the combination would yield
Of himself in his Maker's image 
Feel safe and relax-- caution free
Without mirror...

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Im half awake, and glaring at the sunrise
distant brilliance slowly eating at my dry eyes
squinted to best witness the aureate Apollo
refract off blades soaked through with dew
heaven's first blush, midsummer quiet, and coffee scent
cast clarity,...

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Sweet dreams are fantastic and enchanting,
The golden wings of brightness are quite chanting,
The natural beauty of songbirds is like fairy dust,
In this dream, I broke down with joy and bust.

Oh, dream! The ominous curved shape...

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A day comes with a
morning dew,
For the words, less
to cope all few,
The breezy wave and
tweeting eyes,
Of rising sun, view
the Himalaya highs,
The trancing
eclipses and
faltering trees,
Held me there,
caught me freeze,
And the prevailing
dusky downy haze,
To falling cascade
of ivory...

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	                       SILENTLY AWAY (LORRIE)

AS I LIE HERE IN THE DARKNESS IN MY YEARS...

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Snoring bush pig
Relishing in  reverie like a hog
Trudge on day-dreaming
Wandering  beyond yonder
Think of no blunder in wonder-trance
Junking the Fourth Estate 
Jumping at the Fifth Columnist Estate

The men in trance  
Unsuspectingly saddled with...

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eyeing the current environment---
the ins & outs of everyday mediocrity,
that which for most is nothing less than a mundane pledge
whereby swimming with the stream, abiding all the preformed
parameters &
echoing the culmination of
listlessness
bound by increasing sedentary...

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I came from a village
Very fortunate to have attended college
He came from a cottage
Got lost on his quest to finding courage
I need not waste time for I have no future leverage

 During the busy day when...

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Mamma, what a lovely angel you are
Before I came into this world you carried
Me for nine gruelling months,
Morning sickness and throw-ups
Is what I gave when you conceived me
And innumerable kicks from within
Unmindful of your pain
You...

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