Good choice, enjoyed, was also in my queue for an "s" poem... https://poets.org/poem/self-portrait...a-plaths-braid
"There is nothing to be afraid of," - Margaret Atwood; Night Poem... http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets...wood/poems/319
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Good choice, enjoyed, was also in my queue for an "s" poem... https://poets.org/poem/self-portrait...a-plaths-braid
"There is nothing to be afraid of," - Margaret Atwood; Night Poem... http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets...wood/poems/319
re:"Self-Portrait with Sylvia Plath’s Braid"-I hope there was no repettion!
Enjoyed this Night Poem.
"UP goes the price of our bread--"Ballade of the Traffickers" by FRANKLIN P. ADAMS
https://www.theotherpages.org/poems/...hing04.html#69
re: Sylvia... no, no I hadn't got that far in my queue.
lol... the poem reads as if from Tom Bombadil ! and is as relevant today as then :(
"Very true, the linnets sing" - Walter Savage Landor; Very True, The Linnets Sing ... https://www.public-domain-poetry.com...nets-sing-2789
"Very True, The Linnets Sing ..."Somehow about fate, like this one.
re: Don´t think we had Tom Bombadil.https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tom_Bombadil (I see.)
"We come at the wrong time of year by a hair". "Radium Dream" by Sheila Black
https://poets.org/poem/radium-dream
Enjoyed the wiki on Tom :)
Bitter sweet poem: cranes, radium, a son's malady: "I / have radium dreams—a brightness: Him, me, / you, the / cranes, and in them nothing dies."... Hope :)
"X is for x-ray of my bones." - (can't find an attribution); My X Poem... pg.26: https://www.cpsk12.org/cms/lib/MO019...tionsLines.pdf
Enjoyed this book of illustrated alphabet letters poems for kids that are learning to read. :)
"Ye children of..."."Song of the Fates." (Iphigenia in Tauris-ACT IV. SCENE 5.) by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
https://www.public-domain-poetry.com...n-tauris-16822
Enjoyed the poem, especially this verses: "When rises contention, / The guests are humid downwards / With shame and dishonor / To deep depths of midnight, / And vainly await they, / Bound fast in the darkness, / A just condemnation." :)
"Zamponi, in, map, an, am, pin, main, man," - Edward Kofi Louis; Zamponi... http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=380977
Zamponi - liked the play with words
"A queer thing about those waters: there are no"."Across the Bay" by Donald Davie
https://www.poetryoutloud.org/poem/across-the-bay/
Enjoyed :) Found this... https://prezi.com/zxhigs-oghkr/across-the-bay/
"Bearded creature in the Rearview of the whip" - Yahya Hassan; Ramadan... https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poe...-63d98c8027ebd
Thanks for the link on "Across the Bay". Own you this link on Goethe's Iphigenia post # 1406:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iphige...auris_(Goethe).
Enjoyed the poem by Yahia Hassan, its ambiguities and this note"
"Prose from Poetry Magazine
On Translating Yahya Hassan
By Jordan Barger
Yahya Hassan, YAHYA HASSAN, oh, what to say of a best-selling poet who dies at twenty-four? A poet whose popularity exceeded 120,000 copies (and still counting, three years after his death) of YAHYA HASSAN 1, the book from which these translations come.
While these poems still loom large, we no longer have the constant buzz that kept Hassan in the Danish news. As a public figure, he was outspoken and critical of both the Danish welfare system and his Islamic background. As a result of this, he was under constant pressure from across the political spectrum: he was assaulted in the street, sparked free-speech debates in parliament, and readings were canceled because of death threats that Hassan received.
Translating Hassan is living in ALL CAPS, juggling ambiguities and managing intense directness. The three poems here, “ANTENNA,” “THE
BAG OF SKUNK AND THE GHETTO BANK,” and “RAMADAN,” show various angles of Hassan’s identity and his frustration with them. “RAMADAN” is a translation that is especially close to my heart. Wrangling this poem into English took every effort of a star-studded translation workshop, led by Katrine Øgaard Jensen along with Jessica Kirzane, Timea Sipos, Stine An, and Alex Karsavin.
A first poignant moment in the workshop was when Katrine gently pointed out my odd interpretation of the closing line in the first draft. What was once “AND THEN A JEWELER LATCHES ONTO YOUR ARM” had to be transformed to what is now “NOW A DRAGONFLY LANDS ON YOUR ARM.” Guldsmed means both dragonfly and goldsmith in Danish, and latches was just plain poetic license. The second challenge was in the opening line: “ROVPELS I FJÆSET I EN DYR BILS BAKSPEJL.” Any reader of Danish will recognize the difficulty here: there’s a ton of texture in this line; a scaffolded version would be something like, “ROBBER’S/PREDATORY PELT ON A FACE IN THE REARVIEW MIRROR OF THE EXPENSIVE/BEASTLY CAR.” In an overturning of our workshop leader’s suggestion, the group offered “BEARDED CREATURE IN THE REARVIEW OF THE WHIP” to maintain the tightness of the original as well as the image of a young, moneyed immigrant driving a fancy car.
The other two poems here offer a different challenge: drastic line breaks across an extended narrative. The first step in translating Hassan is leveraging these deliberate ambiguities while maintaining typographical clarity. Hassan wants to whip his reader around and shock them, but is never sloppy about it. This is common with other Danish writers like Rudolf Broby-Johansen, Michael Strunge, and Tine Høeg. While he may share similarities with a few others, we may never see another poet like Yahya Hassan.
Editor's Note:
Read the poems and translations this note is about, “PARABOL,” “ANTENNA,” “SKUNKPOSEN OG GHETTOBANKEN,” “THE BAG OF SKUNK AND THE GHETTO BANK,” “RAMADAN,” and “RAMADAN.”
Jordan Barger is a translator from French, Norwegian, and Danish. He is currently pursuing an MFA in literary translation at the University of Iowa."
"Cruising these residential Sunday".'The City Planners' by Margaret Atwood
http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets...wood/poems/359
Thank you for the wiki... I've loved the Greek mythos since a teen and Goethe has a deft hand in composition :)
Yahya Hassan: a tragic poet: https://lithub.com/celebrating-yahya-hassan-poet-rebel/
Atwood: a dense poem rich in imagery: "a splash of paint on brick surprising as a bruise,"... https://poetryprof.com/the-city-planners/
"Don’t let anyone hurt you," - Uriah Hamilton; Zeus Or Achilles... http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532636
Yahya Hassan- thanks for this emphatic article. So sad that he died so young!
Thanks for the equally inspired article on the "City Planers"!
"Zeus Or Achilles...". Sound advices.
"Each day I see the long ships coming into port"
"Each day I see the long ships coming into port
Each day I see the long ships coming into port
and the people crowding to their rail, glad of the shore:
because to have been alone with the sea and not to have known
of anything happening in any crowded way,
and to have heard no other voice than the crooning sea's
has charmed away the old rancours, and the great winds
have search'd and swept their hearts of the old irksome thoughts:
so, to their freshen'd gaze, each land smiles a good home.
Why envy I, seeing them made gay to greet the shore?
Surely I do not foolishly desire to go
hither and thither upon the earth and grow weary
with seeing many lands and peoples and the sea:
but if I might, some day, landing I reck not where
have heart to find a welcome and perchance a rest,
I would spread the sail to any wandering wind of the air
this night, when waves are hard and rain blots out the land."
poem by Christopher John Brennan
Added by Poetry Lover
http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.ph...r+John+Brennan
Wonderful poem :)
"Friends, I will not cease hoping though you weep." - Vachel Lindsay; Follow Friends, I Will Not Cease... https://allpoetry.com/poem/14328820-...Vachel-Lindsay
Vachel's poem somehow reminded me of the pre elections.
"God sent his Singers upon earth"."The Singers" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
https://www.litscape.com/author/Henr...e_Singers.html
lol... pre elections
From S7 -
"These are the three great chords of might, / And he whose ear is tuned aright / Will hear no discord in the three, / But the most perfect harmony."... wonderful poem. Now that I'm singing in the choir again I can greater appreciate this stanza... Enjoyed ! :)
"He wakes up when the sun is highest," - Yashraj Vishwakarma; Quintessential 21st Century Teenager... https://www.poetry.com/poem/102980/q...ntury-teenager
Quintessential 21st Century Teenager... Very true... alas.
"I patted a cat this morning"."The Little Moments" by Patricia Swan
https://allpoetry.com/
The Little Moments
I patted a cat this morning.
I'm allergic to cats
but for a moment nothing crossed my mind
but for the peaceful sensation
of touch and feeling
Take a break. Throw a snowball. Plant a flower
turn a beetle on to its legs again
Tiny things
Important things
There is no shame in letting go
breathe deeply and pick that apple
that is beyond your reach
When I was a child I found colored glass and seashells
where the ocean met the shore
the sun reflected salty greens and blues
on to the pale sand
In the evening a crescent moon will rise
above the hemlocks
in a few days it will show off
its beautiful smile. I think then I will take
my evening walk, for the path forward is built
with hundreds of little pebbles
© Feb 2, Patricia Swan
Absolutely brilliant poem ! Loved our crescent moon last night... and I'm allergic to cats but couldn't be without them... and the sea shore :)... oh, the tiny things !!! :)
"Just look, tis quarter past six, love " - Mary Weston Fordham; The Coming Woman
... https://www.poetryoutloud.org/poem/the-coming-woman/
Lol! Enjoyed this inversion of roles!
"Keep out of the Past! for its highways""Keep Out Of The Past" by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
https://www.litscape.com/author/Ella..._The_Past.html
Great advice :)
"Look here's that uninvited" - Vasko Popa; Far Within Us #2... https://mypoeticside.com/show-classic-poem-22610
Wondeful poem, interesting form (a head, maybe?)
"Mommy always wanted". "Her Dreams" by Nikki Giovanni
https://www.poetryoutloud.org/poem/her-dreams/
Enjoyed... Mom trying to groom her daughters for fame unsuccessfully ?
"Now you hear what the house has to say." - Dana Gioia; Insomnia... https://www.poetryoutloud.org/poem/insomnia-2/
Very original take, letting the repair needed objects of the house speak.
"Often rebuked, yet always back returning".[‘Often rebuked, yet always back returning’] by Emily Brontë
https://www.poetryoutloud.org/poem/o...ack-returning/
Wonderful poem by Emily B.: "What have those lonely mountains worth revealing?" (the Hobbits know) :)
"People who have no children can be hard:" - Gwendolyn Brooks; The Children of the Poor... https://www.poetryoutloud.org/poem/t...n-of-the-poor/
"The Children of the Poor". Wonderful-poem What a rich and subtle use of language:
"My hand is stuffed with mode, design, device.
But I lack access to my proper stone.
And plenitude of plan shall not suffice
Nor grief nor love shall be enough alone
To ratify my little halves who bear
Across an autumn freezing everywhere."
"QUEEN of every moving measure," "Ode to Music" by Joseph Warton
https://www.theotherpages.org/poems/warton02.html#3
"And, with some softly whisper'd air, / Smooth the brow of dumb despair." :)
"Rest before you sleep You ll be walking for hours" - Dionisio D. Martinez; Rest before you sleep... https://www.poetryoutloud.org/poem/r...ore-you-sleep/
Enjoyed this original poem:
"Wake up stop
while you still know where you are Put away
your elusive country Give your sleep a rest"
"Sleep slides sudden,slower."."Sleep" by Pikaville
https://smashboards.com/threads/my-p...with-s.174015/
Sibilant :)
"The neighbour sits in his window and plays the flute." - Amy Lowell; Music... http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets...ll/poems/19973
Charming poem contrasting the magic of music with the commonplace musician. :)
"UP the airy mountain,". "The Fairies" by William Allingham (1824-1889)
https://www.potw.org/archive/potw98.html
Delightful poem of the little folk, :)
... but poor little Bridget :(
1. "Vast oceanic movements, the flux and reflux of immeasurable tides, oversweep our continent." - Emma Lazarus; Currents. (Little Poems In Prose.)... https://verse.press/poem/currents-li...-in-prose-5904
Loved this poem at this present time of radicalization!
"4. Hark to the cry of the exiles of Babylon, the voice of Rachel mourning for her children, of Israel lamenting for Zion.
5. And lo, like a turbid stream, the long-pent flood bursts the dykes of oppression and rushes hitherward."
"Walking through a cathedral of oak trees"."What Would Root" by Katie Farris.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poe...hat-would-root
Incredible poem ! Enjoyed very much :)
"X-play is arranged by coach." - DJones; Xfl... http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=584360
Recuperated the poem through Google. When trying to open it on citatepedia the strangest message appears: "This domain is parked".
"Ye lofty walls and towers, exalted hold" "Praise of Cordova" by Luis de Góngora
http://www.poetryatlas.com/poetry/po...f-cordova.html
"Parked"... lol. Wonder what that means ? Here: https://www.onlydomains.com/blog/wha...parked-domain/ yeah, clear as mud, lol. Odd it works for me though.
16th/17th century homage to Cordoba, Spain... enjoyed :)
"Zannat* here, hell here, life here" - Hasmukh Amathalal; Zannat...heaven... http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=406939
Thanks for the useful link, tailor. "Parked domain seems to be an internet page rented and reserved for future. It hosts adds though.
Seems as regards Brazil all citatepedia has been parked . Couldn´t recuperate "Zannat".
"At night, when the sea cradles me"."At Night On The High Seas" by Hermann Hesse
https://www.poetrycat.com/hermann-he...-the-high-seas
Wonderful poem by Hesse... https://poemanalysis.com/hermann-hes...the-high-seas/Quote:
Zannat...heaven
Zannat* here, hell here, life here
With joy and happiness to be spent dear
Why to cry and resent for bad luck?
Why to lament and curse when simply struck?
My zannat* is at home
Stands at door and welcome
Ushers me inside and offers comfort
I have reached the bay with her support
She is not only beautiful
But kind at heart and successful
In her work she is really wonderful
With out I could have been zero or half full
I speak nothing in her praise
But gracefully acknowledge on face
"I would have been no where dear"
I live with happiness without any fear
When you are around
Joy and happiness is found
Moon and stars may shine in their place
I have nothing look at you and chase
My universe is here
I do nothing which may cause her to shed tear
Yet sometimes I loose sight of vision
That leads to some bitterness and confusion
I have no regret being ordinary man
She is no less than heavenly woman
What has she gained from me as her man?
I think and probably no answer she can
It will be too much if I say some more words
But it will be ungrateful of me if my words are not heard
I may not say plainly on her face acknowledge
She is always there in my sacred heart temple as inscribed page
She has never uttered a word in desperation
Maintained all time calm with beautiful relation
All women are same with gifted heart
Only we need to develop vision and see it as heavenly art
* Zannat…. heaven
"Because we did not have threads" - Shara McCallum; The Art Room... https://www.poetryoutloud.org/poem/the-art-room/
Thanks for posting the domainless poem, and such a tender poem!
Enjoyed also The Art Room very much.
"Crashing"."Cadillac Moon" by Kevin Young
https://www.poetryoutloud.org/poem/cadillac-moon/
Interesting poem... this helped for some understanding: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jean-Michel_Basquiat
"Did you sneeze?" - Gary Soto; Self-Inquiry before the Job Interview... https://www.poetryoutloud.org/poem/s...job-interview/
Thanks for the link on Basquiat, fascinating artist. A pity he died so young. Here is the film, Downtown 81 ( 1h 10 min):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fz1CXm7PbtU&t=5s
Enjoyed very much Gary Soto´s original poem 9n the unusual theme of a job interview
"EARL JOYCE he was a kind old party"."Little Oliver" by William Schwenck Gilbert
https://allpoetry.com/Little-Oliver
Looking forward to watching Downtown 81 in the near future :)
Bittersweet unrequited love poem... enjoyed the poem and its analysis :)
"From many morning-glories"" - Vachel Lindsay; How the Wings Were Made... https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-...aughing-bells/
:)
Vachel Lindsay; How the Wings Were Made.Wonderful poem. Didn´t find a satisfactory analysis so venturing some thoughts on this fantastic poem:
There is a relationship from Indian Culture (seen as the first and primordial) to Western Culture.
Western Region neighbor to Chaos-Region
Red Bells=Christian Religion?
"Glory be to God for dappled things—". "Pied Beauty"-Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-1889)
https://www.potw.org/archive/potw162.html