Portico Poems - Poems about Portico

ST FRANCIS AND ST CLARE : TWIN SOULS : PART 2

... no turning back at nineteen years of 
age with bonded Love no eyes could 
see or earthly arms could hold dear
into a fold of aligning human Heart 
with Divine injunction none could ...

Summer Cooking

...

In summer, sluggish sense of sloth he gets, 
stops the lazy time, for clock’s hands he sets.
     In hot kitchen he doesn’t go,
     keeps whipped eggs on portico.
He snoozes in shade, sun co...

Arthur Rimbaud: Song of the Highest Tower translation by Michael R Burch

...Song of the Highest Tower
by Arthur Rimbaud
translation by Michael R. Burch

Let it come, let it come,
The day when all hearts love as one.

I’ve endured so long
That I’d even forgotten
The ...

Yet, it returned

...My old house stood
by a march
surrounded by bushes and rushes.
Thrown over it
garbage  and faeces
sometimes,death rodents.
Disgustful it's dwellers often came up
on the portico of my house,
I...

The Old Dilapidated Mansion

...The old dilapidated mansion
in the woods
sometimes it beckoned me
in lonely hours.
I love to visit it
in a fine weather
sit on the stairs of its portico
and ponder
how it liked
in its heyday...

Corinna Translations

...CORINNA

I come to sing of heroes' and heroines' courageous deeds.—Corinna translation by Michael R. Burch

Mount Helicon, father of fair offspring, friend of the wayfarer, beloved of the Muses!—...

Death Sentence

...{"I convicted myself into a death sentence when it came to dote on, bear the witnesses because they saw me alleviate the tears nobody had reconciled or dared to wipe away; they simply did not. 
The ...

Summer Cooking

...

In summer, sluggish sense of sloth he gets, 
lazy time passes him by, he forgets.
     In hot kitchen he doesn’t go,
     keeps whipped eggs on portico.
He snoozes in shade, sun cooks omelets...

Wild Birds Revisited; Same Soup, Different Spoon

...

A scarlet-throated hummingbird, betrayed,
commences the annual rite of packing his nest,
in response to whimsical winds' pirouette
and the capricious moods of weather's ballet.

Distant frie...

Wild Birds

...
  A red-throated hummingbird, betrayed,
begins the annual rite of packing up his nest, 
in response to the mercurial spinning of winds, 
and the twisted temperaments of weather. 

  Distant fr...

Remebering the Root

...Some old wooden houses are deep,
they have porticos, piazza, loggia,
gables, and cupola.
There rooms are arboreal
they knot,
curl
and jut.

A memory rocks me gently
    in its timbered embra...

The Old Lady's Pet

...A black cat with long hairy curved tail,
an old lady brought me to her home,
not a long time ago though, instantly
overwhelmed me by her love and care.

She pampered me as if I was her c...

My Broken Heart

...Did you hear me call?
I stood on the portico
Repeatedly called your name, 
You had turned away
Before I was calling you,
You turned fast, walked away.

I shall not call you -- 
You have brusq...

Birth In Storm

...So storms the night wind through the vane 
Summoning the sounds of howling beasts 
Assailing all that stands above and tall 
Like chimney tops and stately green pines 
Will not reveal the source ...

How It Crumbles

...A couple of ruins leave the cathedrals
nave and portico;
it is always molting season,
mice and beetles help
they nibble and gnaw,
wind-laborer’s, labor,
their whiplash backs bent,
to lever sla...

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