Long Sens Poems
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Translation of Eric Mottram's Time Sight Unseen, Part Two By T Wignesan
Translation of Eric Mottram’s TIME SIGHT UNSEEN, Part Two by T. Wignesan
"Instead of an item in a school of rhetoric, the poem could have variety of articulations, continuity and discontinuity, sentence and parataxis, and an...
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Categories:
sens, art, creation, literature, philosophy, word play, writing,
Form:
Free verse
The Crime Is Snowed Over, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel S Il Neige Sur Le Crime
The crime is snowed over, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Il neige sur le crime
Are we buried under snow holding our silence
in what immense Cimmerian (collision) of terror ?
The mouth kept open in the shriek...
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Categories:
sens, absence, devotion, war, , literature,
Form:
Free verse
11
Claquée j’ai quitté mon lit douillé
J’ai peur de sombrer dans ma tête souillée
Dans mes rêves je suis toujours exilée
Je n’ai jamais trouvé le sommeil espéré
J’ai savouré le mal qui me...
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Categories:
sens, self,
Form:
Lyric
Translation of Eric Mottram's Time Sight Unseen, Part 3 By T Wignesan
Translation of Eric Mottram’s TIME SIGHT UNSEEN, Part Three by T. Wignesan
"Instead of an item in a school of rhetoric, the poem could have variety of articulations, continuity and discontinuity, sentence and parataxis, and an...
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Categories:
sens, art, literature, metaphor, philosophy, word play,
Form:
Free verse
Translation of Eric Mottram's Krim: Autobiography To September 1989- Ii By T Wignesan
Translation of Eric Mottram’s KRIM: AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY TO SEPTEMBER 1989 - II by T. Wignesan
( This poem is from the collection, ESTUARIES: Poems 1989-91. Twickenham: Solaris, 1992, 62p. Pub. by Yasmin and Peterjon Skelt. Back...
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Categories:
sens, america, angst, drug, emotions, future, mental illness,
Form:
Free verse
Possessed
“Possessed”
The scarlet of her heart opens
where she blooms deepest
from the cuts
of Past’s insanity
her windows
full green undressed
him, in his mind;
he confessed,
in quiet reflection,
he had lost his head
irrevocably -
and taking his brush
dipped it in...
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Categories:
muse, romance, sensual,
Form:
Romanticism
Translation of Eric Mottram's Krim: Autobiography To September 1989- I By T Wignesan
Translation of Eric Mottram’s KRIM: AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY TO SEPTEMBER 1989 - I by T. Wignesan
( This poem is from the collection, ESTUARIES: Poems 1989-91. Twickenham: Solaris, 1992, 62p. Pub. by Yasmin and Peterjon Skelt. Back...
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Categories:
sens, america, angst, art, friend, writing,
Form:
Free verse
Translation of Marcel Moreau's Je T'Ecris By T Wignesan
Translation of Marcel Moreau's " Je t'écris " by T. Wignesan
I WRITE TO YOU
I choose green ink to write to you
For Love does not prescribe any one hue
In the hope you might take shape
When desire...
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Categories:
sens, break up, depression, green, heartbreak, i love
Form:
Quatrain
Muguet De Mai 2
Ce sont de grosse perles tombées à l'envi du paradis,
Grain à grain, plus luisantes que tout superbe satin.
Leur fraîcheur et délicatesse proviennent du séraphin,
Qui dit: jamais ses qualités ne deviendront ni taries ni décaties.
Tant qu'il...
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Categories:
flower, may, senses,
Form:
Rhyme
Les Souvenirs De Noel - Translation of Joy Williams's Memories of Christmas By T Wignesan
Les Souvenirs de Noël – Translation of Joy Williams’s « Memories of Christmas » by T. Wignesan
(Joy Williams, b. 1942 in Sydney. Since she was born « fair » of skin, the authorities forcibly removed...
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Categories:
sens, anxiety, baby, break up, caregiving, childhood, christmas,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
To the One I Lost
L’amour est la poésie des sens -Honoré de Balzac
Translation: Love is the poetry of the senses.
At dawn, I look through the window
at the cerulean sky…enjoy a few moments of perfect
Tranquility.
Today sky melancholic, mirroring my
heart, my...
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Categories:
sens, lost love, memory,
Form:
Free verse
These people they are not worth much
These people, they’re not worth much,
They think they are more liquid than water,
They shine before those who envy them,
They wear beautiful expensive watches,
These people think they’re better than God,
Better Than hedgehogs, seagulls, trees,
But they don’t...
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Categories:
sens, appreciation, people,
Form:
Free verse
The Way Barred, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel's Le Sens Clos By T Wignesan
The Way barred, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Le sens clos by T. Wignesan
Every man has to confront his own night
If he wants to continue on his journey.
But Death takes it upon itself to meet him...
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Categories:
sens, death, mystery,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Eric Mottram's the Cat Sat On the Mat Translated By T Wignesan
Translation of Eric Mottram’s The Cat Sat on the Mat, La chatte s’est assise sur la natte by T. Wignesan
(Unless I’m sorely mistaken, this’s EM’s first published poem: Poetry Magazine/Poetry Foundation, Chicago, February 1959, pp....
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Categories:
sens, cat,
Form:
Free verse
Maux
Les mots se heurtaient incapables de s’ordonner
Je ne me force pas oui je me force de m’exprimer
Je sens ma main flétrie par un silence impérissable
Est-il venu le temps de me venger ou d’extérioriser...
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Categories:
sens, dark,
Form:
Free verse
Emotions
The emotion of your call came over me and I can't stay impassible
this silent keyboard which I can get wonderful sound
my fingers are moving, and can not resist petting and be sensible
the first notes...
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Categories:
sens, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse
Ode a Yseult
Femme, femme que j’aimais tant
Oh ! Il y a plusieurs printemps
Qu’il faisait beau temps
Et le vent sifflait lestement bas et lent
Oh ! Femme, tu fus jeune, pétillante et forte
Mignonne, maintenant, tu es morte
Tu es couchée...
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Categories:
sens, beauty, death of a friend, heartbroken, literature,
Form:
Rhyme
Tacto Significativo---French Verse
tacto significativo---french verse
toucher significatif
Ah! un tel sens
toucher significatif
comme la pluie au printemps plongeant sur mon corps
comme le vent frais souffle me touche la peau se lève se sent comme la chair de...
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Categories:
sens, appreciation, desire,
Form:
Lyric
Fr - Je M'Adresse Au Mystere Du Temps
Je m’adresse au mystère du temps,
Es-tu mon ennemi ou mon meilleur ami? Je n’ai jamais réalisé avant ce moment que les enfants n’ont pas de conflit avec toi. On n’entend jamais un enfant se...
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Categories:
sens, introspection, stress, time,
Form:
Prose
Sel Et Sucre
combien de temps cela prend-il pour une connexion
entre deux personnes à se gâter?
de la déshydratation de la
dépression qui a conduit l'un à cet endroit
où l'électricité d'une nouvelle personne
fait ressortir le meilleur de vous
vous envoie dans...
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Categories:
sens, life,
Form:
Free verse
Espoir
Tu n'as pas toujours ce que tu veux
Tu dois apprendre a abandonner
Meme les choses les plus cheres a tes yeux
Tu ne peux pas tous les garder
Tu te demande si le probleme vient de toi
Es-tu un...
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Categories:
sens, hope,
Form:
Free verse
Une Grande Armee De Moi
Une grande armée de moi!
J'ai été debout où tu m'as laissé
Priant pour que tu viennes me chercher
Mais maintenant, j'ai trouvé mon souffle blessé
Et ma seconde peau qui est déchirée
Eh bien,...
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Categories:
sens, depression, dream,
Form:
Quatrain
what are the stars for
Since everything makes sense, I think,
What are the stars for?
It’s up to us to observe them,
To imagine why they shine,
Are they there, to make us dream?
To make us think, or write
For us to measure distances
Which...
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Categories:
sens, creation, hope, stars,
Form:
Free verse
Everything Has a Meaning, I Guess
Everything has a meaning in the universe, you, me,
If you see the night, a shooting star,
Someone surely loves you, have a dream,
Make a wish; listen gently to your heart.
Everything has a meaning in the universe,...
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Categories:
sens, appreciation, for her, love,
Form:
Free verse
Douce Brise De La Mémoire (Sweet Breeze of Memory)
Sweet breeze of memory come blow the dust of time, thats settled in the conscience of a
sleeping mind,
awaken long lost dreams, that fell along the way, scattered are the ashes, of the life I
threw away,
send...
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Categories:
sens, nostalgiamemory, me, memory,
Form:
I do not know?