A Haiku in Winter
A Haiku in Winter The iced, white fog rising from the green of winter in Marin. The vulture peers, a …
Category Archives: Poetry
Winter
Leaning back against the tree, branches and leaves are few: Ah! A night of stars! Shiki
Secretary of State
A friend sends this on, his translation of an Oscar Hahn poem from his newest book, “ashes in love.” Hahn …
Remembrance September 11, 2001
By Will Kirkland It’s hard to focus on the moment if that’s what anniversaries are for, the moment of unraveled …
I Am Wrestling With Myself
By Will Kirkland, 2008 I am wrestling with myself The old continuous struggle. First one side pinned to the floor, …
I Am An Old Man
By Will Kirkland, 2008 I am an old man Distracted by flies in the autumn warm sun on the backs …
Oasis: A Poem
By Alan Dugan, 1961 Whelped from blackness by a pressure of rocks, black water rose like breath from the lungs …
On An East Wind From the Wars
I’ve been reading Alan Dugan lately, one poem at a time. The morning is best for me, before the newspapers, …
Meeting At An Airport
by Tahah Muhammad Ali translation Peter Cole, Yahya Hjazi & Gabriel Levin You asked me once, on our way back …
In My Spare Time
by Fadhil al-Azzawi Translated by Khaled Mattawa During my long, boring hours of spare time I sit to play with …
Nazim Hikmet
26 September 1945 They’ve taken us prisoner, they’ve locked us up : me inside the walls, you outside. But that’s …
A Rite of Confession: A Poem
One of the great pleasures of reading, but even more, of listening to poetry, or music, especially opera, is the …