Long Publisher Poems

Goodness, I nearly lost my balance on the spiral seashells and broken sea stone chipping matrix.
My quaint obsession with marine life and that skyline paradox blossoming so tantalisingly,  might be a source of some...

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Greetings to those who would willingly seek admission to theater of the absurd. Zoltan Goliath and Otis Trench are masters of the avant-garde genre silent musicals for the imaginary stage, an art form sui generis....

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On the need to avoid being envious: Canto XVII, K161, K162 of the THIRUK-KURAL, Translation with Commentary

[ ENVY, of course, knows no racial nor ethnic boundaries, but I wouldn't be wrong, I dare say, ...

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“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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Justin Von Depathos strode across the ballroom floor 
To sit with Carlton Vishizwa and Charlotte Genivieve, 
While I watched, in silent fascination, from the door,
The “major players” waltzing ‘round the room that Friday eve.

Thurston Beaumont...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private 7 with excerpts from “Notes on Poetics” by T. Wignesan

(Note: With this post, I bring to a close EM’s pamphlet collection: Faithful Private, GENERA editions by Colin Simms,...

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UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: LI - Tongue-Teasers

If you want to give someone a « taste of his own medicine", you must first obtain sufficient quantities of the same medicine in the market, and if it’s out-of-stock -...

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There was a dear who had a ridge that she perched from
It was where she felt welcome 
Below there was a road 
Where cars must go. 

They would be driving in singles and pairs 
Going...

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It was not yet noon
when Ben said
a host of lovely things.
As far as we know,
no one accused him
of being publisher shy,
or sleeping in.

Ben said,
Early to bed
Early to rise
Makes a man,
and perhaps women and children more...

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IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY: LXXIX -  Bang! Bang! Who Shot Me Down like an Un-licensed Dog !

IF ever I had a country, a country certainly 
not subject to the whistle of a...

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          Corpus

                     in words 
designs 
...

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* My take on the theme of my contest. Just for fun. 

A canopy of silvery stars speckle the ebon expanse above me, at once beautiful but at the same time, taunting. For if these...

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Les Protecteurs – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s “The Protectors” by T. Wignesan

(Note: Oodgeroo never claimed to write poetry à la manière des poètes occidentaux; she said - without mincing words – her lines were sheer...

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What The Enemy Meant For Evil, GOD Will Turn To The Good!

Take a good look now at some of the bad
things that have happened in our lives 
horrible things we have gone through
and yet somehow...

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Sonnet Doubles, A Poet's Deeper Thoughts 

I Will Not Fiddle To New Hollow Tunes

I will not play fiddle to hollow tune
nor beg day, be lit by pale light of moon
life to have worth, must not...

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A room without a view, unkempt for many a long year
Dusty aging book slanting within a bookcase
Closet doors creaked, the wide boarded floors moaned as I walk
Adjacent to the bookcase is a stone fire place...

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I love working in a bookstore…being surrounded by the diversity of books is sweet…but I also love the diversity of the people, in the bookstore, whom I meet.

People from all across the world walk in...

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Patradoot or The Messenger26 /Many 
  
English version by  Ravindra K Kapoor 
Originally written in Hindi by my 
Late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor


These Indian women, who were called salves of man,
And even...

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Chino

By Edmund Siejka

(from East Of Seventh, Local Gems Press publisher. Available on Amazon)


Waiting near a candy store 
For something to happen
Chino pretended to be his idol 
The 1950’s celluloid rebel
Marlon Brando.

While the film actor made...

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POEMS FOR POETS IV

PROFESSOR POETS

These are poems about professor poets and other wanna-be “intellectuals” who miss the main point of real poetry, which is to connect with readers via pleasing sounds and the communication of...

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POEMS FOR POETS X

US Verse, after Auden
by Michael R. Burch

“Let the living creature lie,
Mortal, guilty, but to me
The entirely beautiful.”

Verse has small value in our Unisphere,
nor is it fit for windy revelation.
It cannot legislate less...

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“I knew then it was the last novel I’d write,
couldn’t go elsewhere due to my contract.
They wanted books like I’d written before,
but there was no way I could ever go back.

“Yet there was a loop-hole...

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There are only 2 possible outcomes when it comes to what happens to you, your consciousness, at death: either you become extinct, 'nothing', or your self continues as a sentient consciousness, one which existed before...

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Reflections on the important things in my legacy, history, and values appear with me were always reading books since I was 5 or six years old sitting in the dim light of my mom's house...

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“If it had just been one of two messages,
I could have passed it off as an outlier,
but when it got up to forty percent…
then my own fears began rising higher.

“The clincher was the stray handful...

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