Long Rebounds Poems

Postcard 1
by Miklós Radnóti
written August 30, 1944
translated by Michael R. Burch
 
Out of Bulgaria, the great wild roar of the artillery thunders,
resounds on the mountain ridges, rebounds, then ebbs into silence
while here men, beasts, wagons...

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My most popular poems on the Internet (III)

A number of my poems and translations have gone viral, according to Google, and some have been copied onto hundreds to thousands of web pages. That’s a lot...

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World War II Poems and Holocaust Poems - III - Miklos Radnoti

Miklos Radnoti was one of the greatest of the Jewish Holocaust poets. He died on a Nazi death march, shot to death in cold...

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In 1958 Elmer's was the only high school in his county that had been integrated. Basketball was the big sport. People in the little town filled the gym every Tuesday and Friday. They roared when...

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My twilight Dream Catcher.

Sweet melodies tug at my heart strings.
The waves roll in as the blue whale sings.
As empty moonbeams fade,
In the cosmos evenly laid.
Layers of complexity.
Clouds meandering are a formality.
A tonic of love, a...

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Deep, deep, deeper ...

A dark so fluid I am lost
Swimming, choking, in ink
Still, I dive, soaring down, down
Faster and faster as I dive

I breathe now, sucking in light
And brilliance and purifying joy
I fill my being...

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We passed over, where was held in frost state
Harshly contained people of the next band,
Not down bent, but all lying in quite strait.

Weeping itself  the tears does not disband,
And pain which finds in eyes...

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In sorrow weeping upon your own bed 
I watch you now in sadness despairing 
Upon the pillow of pain lies your head 
Lost in the grief your temple is bearing 

My heart is light and...

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"Scarecrow"



Worldliness 
in those 
who traverse 
poets’ 
re-edited
edited 
re-edited
thoughts;
semicolan, pause
their notes;
Mark a line
crossed black
on a 
Poet’s cross
caught still 
breeze blowing 
through
tightly tied 
forgotten
Love Knots

See there, 
an entire 
field of 
a thousand or 
more
Scarecrows
nodding
fixed to one spot

Witnessing...

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The air stale, thick and cloudy with years of gin soaked carpet odor and cigarette vapor of  inconsiderate drag and chain smokers.
The colors smear together and the music disconnected and hypnotic.
The smell of flat...

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Reading U.S. Political Platforms

First I read Senator Obama's Audacity of Hope
to strengthen cooperation
between Left and Right Wings
of our patriotic-matriotic equivalently empowering Eagle.

Then I read CEO Trump's Crippled [Business of] America:
How to Make America [Rich Business]...

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HOMAGE TO HERBERT

How warm the sun upon my face
The morning beauty fills my sight;
With creative, expressive grace
Coloured blue,yellow green and white.
              ...

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In the game of basketball, 
It's up and down the court; 
Ready to dribble and shoot, 
Each player shows his worth.

One cager emerges superb, 
From every angle scoring; 
He drives hard to the basket
As the...

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TALKING TO A WALL
By Leonard Kleeman

Did you ever feel like talking to 
a wall?
It isn't hard to do if there's no one
there at all.
You are all alone and no one 
is there
But you want to...

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From “The Last Land”

From a burning hell my shell broke free and with it
The parade of vanished angels moving in group
Along the edge of the enormous Galaxies and all of them started to sing:

	I'm the...

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Have life been trying to give you a hint, which you ignore or just plain resent? Maybe you feel there's something you should do only you don't have a clue. So you try to let...

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Written: October 05, 2023
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Where the paradisiacal angels reside.
A myriad of creatures, ebony and betide
A dinkum dissolute and a discreet divine,
A degree of dexterity, a denizen decline

Amidst the mahatmas and zeitgeist calls,
An indweller quests for lyricism...

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It started with a single thread,
something, someone once had said
something, for which I still felt dread
something, that I'd long thought dead

This thing, that would not leave my mind,
this thing, so mirthless and unkind
a mote in...

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This poem was my son's favorite. My son was mowed down by a Coach USA Bus driver operating a NJ Transit bus Wednesday July 18, 2012. The bus was speeding as his back wheel jumped...

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I'm beginning to understand
catharsis.
I'm beginning to laugh cruelly
at this city
from Beginning to End,
from the ghost of the Lipton Tea Factory
to the Eerie Lackawanna Station
rushing with youthful aspirations
and old dreamers' crushes,
or perhaps some are like me,
entombed...

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Our earthbound concepts stifle and betray.
By living in the now, our every move’s
testimony to desires wrought in tales. 
Our actions marred by spectacular fail, 
but many lessons learned are treasure troves,
still earthbound concepts stifle and...

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Like many heroes of mysterious Marvel Comics, 
Doctor Stephen Vincent Strange is a bolt of magic mix;
Spells of supernatural kinds he works, abundantly,
Crimsons, crystals, ice, rings, chains - in constant redundancy...!

Pile of pure pulverization and...

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Captive souls
Cry out, desperate...
“I want to be free!”
The soul cage,
Locked in the darkness,
Light blocked completely...
Sitting still-
Not even stirring,
Disintegrating.
Time passes,
They rot in silence
In this mortal wear.
"Just freedom!
Just some light!” they scream,
Their cries fade to death...
Then comes...

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On Snow Shovelling

A foot of snow fell by night
With no let-up in sight.
(“Brrr, it’s cold out there.”)–
A mutt rebounds past my window,
As I contemplate the morning weather,
While sipping my hot cup of coffee.

By the street-lamp’s...

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My open mouth breathing, blast you with hot breath,
Hyperventilating while holding my breath, at the same time I barely exhale death
Eyes petechiae blood on all sides, the more I hold this deep lung.
Spewing fire with...

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