In Autumn By Ruben Dario

In Autumn I know there are those who ask: Why does he not sing with the same wild harmonies as before? But they have not…

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Gaita Galaica (Bagpipes Of Spain) By Ruben Dario

Gaita Galaica (Bagpipes Of Spain) Gaita galaica, que sabes cantar lo que profundo y dulce nos es. Dices de amor, y dices después de un…

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Itorres De Dios Poetas! (With English Translation) By Ruben Dario

¡torres De Dios Poetas! (With English Translation) Torres de Dios Poetas! Pararrayos celestes, que resistís las duras tempestades, como crestas escuetas, como picos agrestes, rompeolas…

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Los Tres Reyes Magos (With English Translation) By Ruben Dario

Los Tres Reyes Magos (With English Translation) -O soy Gaspar. Aquí traigo el incienso. Vengo a decir: La vida es pura y bella. Existe Dios….

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Nocturne By Ruben Dario

Nocturne Silence of the night , a sad, nocturnal silence–Why does my soul tremble so? I hear the humming of my blood, and a soft…

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The Trouble With Snowmen By Roger Mcgough

The Trouble With Snowmen ‘The trouble with snowmen,’ Said my father one year ‘They are no sooner made than they just disappear. I’ll build you…

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Goodbat Nightman By Roger Mcgough

Goodbat Nightman God bless all policemen and fighters of crime, May thieves go to jail for a very long time. They’ve had a hard day…

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You And I By Roger Mcgough

You And I I explain quietly. You hear me shouting. You try a new tack. I feel old wounds reopen. You see both sides. I…

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First Day At School By Roger Mcgough

First Day At School A millionbillionwillion miles from home Waiting for the bell to go. (To go where?) Why are they all so big, other…

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Ceremony For Any Beginning By Robert Pinsky

Ceremony For Any Beginning Against weather, and the random Harpies—mood, circumstance, the laws Of biography, chance, physics— The unseasonable soul holds forth, Eager for form…

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Death And The Powers- A Robot Pageant By Robert Pinsky

Death And The Powers- A Robot Pageant Characters robot leader robot two robot three robot four simon powers miranda Simon’s daughter from a previous marriage….

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Poem About People By Robert Pinsky

Poem About People The jaunty crop-haired graying Women in grocery stores, Their clothes boyish and neat, New mittens or clean sneakers, Clean hands, hips not…

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Poem With Refrains By Robert Pinsky

Poem With Refrains The opening scene. The yellow, coal-fed fog Uncurling over the tainted city river, A young girl rowing and her anxious father Scavenging…

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A Tennyson Fragment By Robert Fuller Murray

A Tennyson Fragment So in the village inn the poet dwelt. His honey-dew was gone; only the pouch, His cousin’s work, her empty labour, left….

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At A High Ceremony By Robert Fuller Murray

At A High Ceremony Not the proudest damsel here Looks so well as doth my dear. All the borrowed light of dress Outshining not her…

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Lost At Sea By Robert Fuller Murray

Lost At Sea Lost at sea, with all on board! No one saw their sinking sail, No one heard their dying wail, Heard them calling…

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The Caged Thrush By Robert Fuller Murray

The Caged Thrush Alas for the bird who was born to sing! They have made him a cage; they have clipped his wing; They have…

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To The Reader Of ‘university Notes’ By Robert Fuller Murray

To The Reader Of ‘university Notes’ Ah yes, we know what you’re saying, As your eye glances over these Notes: ‘What asses are these that…

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Fairy Tale By Robert Desnos

Fairy Tale Many times upon a time There was a man who loved a woman. Many times upon a time There was a woman who…

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If You Only Knew By Robert Desnos

If You Only Knew Far from me and like the stars, the sea and all the trappings of poetic myth, Far from me but here…

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Long Long Ago By Robert Desnos

Long Long Ago Long long ago I went through the castle of leaves Yellowing slowly in the moss And far away barnacles clung desperately to…

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Identity Of Images (Identité Des Images) By Robert Desnos

Identity Of Images (IdentitÉ Des Images) I am fighting furiously with animals and bottles In a short time perhaps ten hours have passed one after…

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Every Thing By Harold Monro

Every Thing Since man has been articulate, Mechanical, improvidently wise, (Servant of Fate), He has not understood the little cries And foreign conversations of the…

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Goldfish By Harold Monro

Goldfish They are the angels of that watery world, With so much knowledge that they just aspire To move themselves on golden fins, Or fill…

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Real Property By Harold Monro

Real Property Tell me about that harvest field. Oh! Fifty acres of living bread. The colour has painted itself in my heart; The form is…

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Solitude By Harold Monro

Solitude WHEN you have tidied all things for the night, And while your thoughts are fading to their sleep, You’ll pause a moment in the…

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The Bird At Dawn By Harold Monro

The Bird At Dawn What I saw was just one eye In the dawn as I was going : A bird can carry all the…

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I Have Seen The Airplanes Of Firang

I have seen the airplanes of Firang (British) Underneath you see the thunders of the ocean I have seen the palaces of London Beautiful, free…

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Birthplace Revisited By Gregory Corso

Birthplace Revisited I stand in the dark light in the dark street and look up at my window, I was born there. The lights are…

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1959 By Gregory Corso

1959 Uncomprising year—I see no meaning to life. Though this abled self is here nonetheless, either in trade gold or grammaticness, I drop the wheelwright’s…

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Humanity By Gregory Corso

Humanity What simple profundities What profound simplicities To sit down among the trees and breathe with them in murmur brool and breeze — And how…

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I Am 25 By Gregory Corso

I Am 25 With a love a madness for Shelley Chatterton Rimbaud and the needy-yap of my youth has gone from ear to ear: I…

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I Held A Shelley Manuscript By Gregory Corso

I Held A Shelley Manuscript My hands did numb to beauty as they reached into Death and tightened! O sovereign was my touch upon the…

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Across By Vikram Seth

Across Across these miles I wish you well. May nothing haunt your heart but sleep. May you not sense what I don’t tell. May you…

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How Rarely These Few Years By Vikram Seth

How Rarely These Few Years How rarely all these few years, as work keeps us aloof, Or fares, or one thing or another, Have we…

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Last Night By Vikram Seth

Last Night Last night your faded memory came to me As in the wilderness spring comes quietly, As, slowly, in the desert moves thew breeze,…

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Octet By Vikram Seth

Octet You don’t love me at all? O God. O Shit. You still ‘respect me.’ Thanks. I value it About as much as one who’s…

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Mistaken By Vikram Seth

Mistaken I smiled at you because I thought that you Were someone else; you smiled back; and there grew Between two strangers in a library…

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A New Brindaban I See By Vidyapati Thakur

A New Brindaban I See A new Brindaban I see And renewed each barren trees; New flowers are blooming, And another spring is;new Southern breezes…

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All My Inhibition Left Me In A Flash By Vidyapati Thakur

All My Inhibition Left Me In A Flash All my inhibition left me in a flash, When he robbed me of my clothes, But his…

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River And Sky By Vidyapati Thakur

River And Sky Oh friend, I cannot tell you Whether he was near or far, real or a dream. Like a vine of lightning, As…

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In The Spring Moonlight The Lord Of Love By Vidyapati Thakur

In The Spring Moonlight The Lord Of Love In the spring moonlight the lord of love Thro’ the amorous ravel’s maze doth move; The crown…

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Sad Love By Vidyapati Thakur

Sad Love The moon spits fire, Lotuses droop And loaded with fragrance Mingle in sad love. Kokila, bird of spring, Why do you torture? Why…

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The Little Box By Vasko Popa

The Little Box The little box gets her first teeth And her little length Little width little emptiness And all the rest she has The…

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Far Within Us #1 By Vasko Popa

Far Within Us #1 We raise our arms The street climbs into the sky We lower our eyes The roofs go down into the earth…

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Give Me Back My Rags By Vasko Popa

Give Me Back My Rags Just come to my mind My thoughts will scratch out your face Just come into my sight My eyes will…

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Give Me Back My Rags #11 By Vasko Popa

Give Me Back My Rags #11 I’ve wiped your face off my face Ripped your shadow off my shadow Leveled the hills in you Turned…

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Valmiki And His Pupils By Valmiki

Valmiki And His Pupils Foremost midst the gathered Sages to the holy yajna came Deathless Bard of Lay Immortal-Saint Valmiki rich in fame, Midst the…

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Crossing The Ganges. Bharad-Vaja’s Hermitage By Valmiki

Crossing The Ganges. Bharad-Vaja’s Hermitage Morning dawned, and far they wandered, by their people loved and lost, Drove through grove and flowering woodland, rippling rill…

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Indrajit’s Third Battle And Fall By Valmiki

Indrajit’s Third Battle And Fall Healing herbs from distant mountains Hanuman in safety brought, Rama rose and gallant Lakshman, once again their foemen sought. And…

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Ordeal By Fire By Valmiki

Ordeal By Fire For she dwelt in Ravan’s dwelling-rumour clouds a woman’s fame- Righteous Rama’s brow was clouded, saintly Sita, spake in shame: ‘Wherefore spake…

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The King’s Lament By Valmiki

The King’s Lament Is this torturing dream or madness, do my feeble senses fail, O’er my darkened mind and bosom doth a fainting fit prevail?…

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The Great Lament Of My Obscurity Three By Tristan Tzara

The Great Lament Of My Obscurity Three where we live the flowers of the clocks catch fire and the plumes encircle the brightness in the…

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Cinema Calendar Of The Abstract Heart – 09 By Tristan Tzara

Cinema Calendar Of The Abstract Heart – 09 the fibres give in to your starry warmth a lamp is called green and sees carefully stepping…

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To Make A Dadist Poem By Tristan Tzara

To Make A Dadist Poem Take a newspaper. Take some scissors. Choose from this paper an article the length you want to make your poem….

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Proclamation Without Pretension By Tristan Tzara

Proclamation Without Pretension Art is going to sleep for a new world to be born “ART”-parrot word-replaced by DADA, PLESIOSAURUS, or handkerchief The talent THAT…

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Vegetable Swallow By Tristan Tzara

Vegetable Swallow two smiles meet towards the child-wheel of my zeal the bloody baggage of creatures made flesh in physical legends-lives the nimble stags storms…

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Apologia By Oscar Wilde

Apologia IS it thy will that I should wax and wane, Barter my cloth of gold for hodden grey, And at thy pleasure weave that…

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Impression De Voyage By Oscar Wilde

Impression De Voyage The sea was sapphire coloured, and the sky Burned like a heated opal through the air; We hoisted sail; the wind was…

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Roses And Rue By Oscar Wilde

Roses And Rue Could we dig up this long-buried treasure, Were it worth the pleasure, We never could learn love’s song, We are parted too…

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