Tag Archives: poetry

Oak

If you’re an oak You don’t pretend You are a flower ~Matsuo Baho Via Draw & Wings

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We’ve inherited hope

We’ve inherited hope–the gift of forgetting.You’ll see how we givebirth among the ruins. ~Wisława Szymborska, tr. by Clare Cavanagh and Stanisław Barańczak, from “Notes from a Nonexistent Himalayan Expedition”, Map: Collected and Last Poems ©2016 Below is a video of writer Bill Hayes reading the full poem for the Favorite Poem Project:

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Poetry in Everything

Alexander Bayon is on the web HERE.

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Incantation

“Poetry is not a fancy way of giving you information; it’s an incantation. It is actually a magic spell. It changes things; it changes you.” ~Phillip Pullman

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Won’t They, Comrade?

Paul Laurence Dunbar had a sense of rhythm very similar to Rudyard Kipling. His works are in the public domain and may be downloaded freely from Project Gutenberg, HERE. There are multiple formats available, including EPUB, Kindle, plain text, and HTML for on-line reading. The Voice of the Banjoby Paul Laurence Dunbar In a small …

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Joy, too

via Draw & Wings

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Gallant

For The Man Who Fails by Paul Laurence Dunbar The world is a snob, and the man who wins Is the chap for its money’s worth: And the lust for success causes half of the sins That are cursing this brave old earth. For it ‘s fine to go up, and the world’s applause Is …

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Feel the Magic

I lit all of my worries like floating candles as they drifted downthe river,watched as their fire fadedinto the fog. I can still feel the magicof letting go. ~by D. Antoinette Foy

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But Is That All?

The Sum Paul Laurence Dunbar A little dreaming by the way, A little toiling day by day; A little pain, a little strife, A little joy,–and that is life. A little short-lived summer’s morn, When joy seems all so newly born, When one day’s sky is blue above, And one bird sings,–and that is love. …

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When All Is Done

When All Is Doneby Paul Laurence Dunbar When all is done, and my last word is said,And ye who loved me murmur, “He is dead,”Let no one weep, for fear that I should know,And sorrow too that ye should sorrow so. When all is done and in the oozing clay,Ye lay this cast-off hull of …

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One Like Me

The Only Poemby Leonard Cohen This is the only poemI can readI am the only onecan write itI didn’t kill myselfwhen things went wrongI didn’t turnto drugs or teachingI tried to sleepbut when I couldn’t sleepI learned to writeI learned to writewhat might be readon nights like thisby one like me You can watch a …

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Greatest

“Some of the greatest poetry is revealing to the reader the beauty in something that was so simple you had taken it for granted.”  ~Neil Degrasse Tyson

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So Difficult

Coming into Cuzco by Naomi Shihab Nye “Being born is going blind and bowing down a thousand times.” ~Townes Van Zandt We woke early and found the streets already crowded with taxis, travelers, Indians loading yams. At the airport we waited for the plane that would lift us out of those mountains and I was …

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Haiku

Excerpted from the FAQs at Celebrity Death Haiku: What is haiku? A poem in three lines,With Seventeen syllablesOf five, seven, five

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Muere lentamente

I included the English translation I’ve seen most often at the bottom, but I’m not sure it really captures the nuance of the poet’s original words.  But my Spanish isn’t very strong, so I could be wrong.   Muere lentamente Martha Medeiros Muere lentamente quien se transforma en esclavo del hábito, repitiendo todos los días …

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August 6, 1945

August 6, 1945 by Millen Brand Excerpted from Local Lives: Poems About the Pennsylvania Dutch, ©1975 Fred Braun has just leaned out on a low windowsill that needs painting. There are cracks in it, but so far they have let no rain through. They can wait a little longer. This moment is his to enjoy, …

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Murals of Greyscale

A Good Day by Kait Rokowski (website) Yesterday, I spent 60 dollars on groceries, took the bus home, carried both bags with two good arms back to my studio apartment and cooked myself dinner. You and I may have different definitions of a good day. This week, I paid my rent and my credit card …

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Document

“Document the moments you feel most in love with yourself:   what you’re wearing, who you’re around, what you’re doing. Recreate and repeat.”  ~Warsan Shire

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And it stoned me, to my soul…

The Rainbow by Millen Brand Excerpted from Local Lives: Poems About the Pennsylvania Dutch, ©1975 Herbert Berky tells this story: When he was a boy, he used to work in two hill fields Josephus Gerhard had given his father. “You went up a lane that started between the Borneman place and Uncle John’s, and made …

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He Stands

One of the wonderful things about Local Lives: Poems About the Pennsylvania Dutch, ©1975, by Millen Brand, is that it’s not just a book of poems– it’s a local history. Ralph Berky is the real name of a real person, and the poem describes his real life: Ralph Berky by Millen Brand A German of …

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