Quietly my wife - Toivo Lyy

Quietly my wife
breaths beside me,

Winter - Lasgush Poradeci

From today my spirit is a recluse,
And banished is all my joy.
Long has it been that snow has lain
Over mountain and over wood.

Dwelling by a stream - Liu Zongyuan

I had so long been troubled by official hat and robe
That I am glad to be an exile here in this wild southland.
I am a neighbour now of planters and reapers.

Hidebound in Diaspora - Mohja Kahf

Slowly, you forget the stone church where your great-
grandmother murmured Aramaic blessings for the Virgin,
and you start to think all Syrians are like
the Sunni Arab ones at your Manchester mosque 

A song of dawn - St Hilary

From  heaven has fled the starry night,
And startled sleep has taken flight;
The rosy morn, uprising, spills
Her crystal light o'er vales and hills.

Les Amoureux - Salò Tomoe

Dawn inundating the streets, you and I
never cease to adore each other, you and I
running through dead-end streets, you and I

Lot's wives - Pireeni Sundaralingam

We stood,
as women before us have stood,

If angels sang our Saviour’s birth - Anonymous

If angels sang our Saviour’s birth,
On that most blessèd morn,
Then let us imitate their mirth,
Now He again is born.

The Wound - Khet Mar

What a surprise!
The most cheerful tiding hit me
In the most cheerless hour of life.

Chilly Dawn - Makoto Ōoka

So many times I fell cutting through the chilly morning wind
into a sea of clouds….
reindeer driven to a glacial region
walk with quiet gait in the feeble light