Long Pedestrians Poems

“Come on, let's get introduced to my play mate in a palm.
Linda, these are Joshua’s true other selfs.” 
Lelia emitting a peculiar chuckle.
A comic situation arose where I changed my voice for each of my...

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Chinese Poets: English Translations II

These are modern English translations of poems by the Chinese poets Tzu Yeh, Lin Huiyin, Xu Zhimo and Huang E. These are poems about love, passion and beauty. 


Tzu Yeh (circa...

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I'd like to apply for a permit
for a protest march
on the Washington Mall.

Lovely idea.
But, we're only issuing Mall permits
for Song and Dance Events.

I think this might be a violation of my Rights
to Free Speech.

I see...

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From the window of my chic city office, lost in thought, I gaze out.
The pedestrians scurry like frenzied ants below, caught up in their bustling state of holiday insanity.
In his haste to cross the street...

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The summer is over but things are getting hotter
The summer is over and people are getting viler
The sky is overcast and the birds are flying around
It feels like a stranger has just entered the town.

Grey...

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Everybody is singing a different tune
Everybody is dancing to a different beat
Everybody is praying to a different God
And here I am feeling very sad
I am here, you are there but I have no fear

The politicians...

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The ride to the country is uneventful
Except that I feel a little like
A man riding inside a cannon ball.
Yuliya's father Igor drives
I'm also up front (the honored guest)       ...

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I stand here in my innocence
Not knowing what is planned in heaven
The skies are grey the wind is still and
The heavy sound system is blasting on the hill
I could not tell what it was all...

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Curiosity.
Exploring Innocence,
In all innocence.
A journey into manhood.

At three, sweet Linda’s flower bloomed for me
in my driveway under our old maple tree
where pedestrians, neighbours, family could see.

In our innocence- as we explored – they did not...

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Sunrise, late winter
skunk smell
turkey flock
playful otter, too.

The white heron
a great blue,
white phase,
in the abandoned beaver pond.

Purple clematis
its long-awned achenes
in globose heads
spidery, fiery, extravagant fruit!

To identify or classify
birds by
the complexity or beauty
of their songs.

And so
what is...

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Days like these...the days that drag on and on
If only it was quiet everywhere
if only it were quiet inside my head
Too bad, so sad
this carefully orchestrated area of noise
is just part of the elements that...

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I wandered through the semi busy streets filled with pedestrians as they hurried out of the rain. I continued on with no destination in mind ,no umbrella to shield myself from the frigid elements. ...

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Pedestrians are moving ups and downs the day can define the differences he experiences in the bathroom, cars buzzing their noise, around my understanding I cannot keep on thrusting for answers which has to be...

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Me cars down at the doctors ‘cause there’s trouble with the coil,
and somewhere I’m losing water so once or twice I’ve had it boil.
It needs another set of spark plugs and me mufflers had the...

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(huff fin Bach seat driver)...

Aye kin recall when both offspring
     (yay high) as a small child
and now ma deux daughters
     (fledgling young chicks
    ...

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The sun is melting at a hundred and five degrees and the wind is swirling in the trees, the petals are opening wide in the skies and the motorcycles are rolling by. Hundreds of them...

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SORROWS OF THE WILD GEESE by HUANG E

These are my modern English translations of poems by the Chinese poet Huang E (1498–1569), also known as Huang Xiumei. She has been called the most outstanding female...

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My first concern was to contact family, friends and employees that might be in the 
immediate vicinity of the event.  We are one of those lucky stories where my wife 
had a doctor’s appointment...

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I often talk about the biggest scare, that I have ever had,
Thinking back I have to say, I acted bloody mad,
And it didn’t get much better when I tried to rectify,
The cause by saving money...

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A Wandering Boy with a Song in His Pocket (Part I)
Arabic Poem by: Salman Dawood Mohammed 
Translated into English by: 
Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk)
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A blaze
Sticking out
Its tongue 
At firefighters
That’s what love is!
***

(2)
Do you remember my soul,
When...

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The woman in the back blowing her horn
 She is in a hurry to go
 As I comes to a complete stop
 After the traffic lights turn yellow

 Thru the glass she showed me the...

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The woman in the back blowing her horn
 She is in a hurry to go
 As I comes to a complete stop
 After the traffic lights turn yellow

 Thru the glass she showed me the...

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Sputnik Scare

The beep-beep-beep signal scare,
From the Sputnik artificial satellite
Orbiting the earth; broadcast through air
Continued for twenty-two minutes
Until the batteries ran out.

The Russians are first in space!
And America is on edge:
Perceptions of a missile gap and...

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It was another beautiful morning in the city , Workers  looking radiant as always
People  strolling , Cars horning as pedestrians throttled along the Zebra crossing
The subway was crowded with the smell of early...

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Day or night all the same
Clock ticks to put hour its name
Steps i take are all counted
From bed to balcony no railing mounted
I breath air to recognize the season
And pray god to gift me the...

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