Saturday, 29 August 2015

Waiting for the Marines - Fadel K Jabr

Twelve years have passed
And the Iraqis are turning over
Like skewered fish
On the fire of waiting.

Thursday, 27 August 2015

Get Drunk - Charles Baudelaire

Always be drunk.
That's it!
The great imperative!
In order not to feel
Time's horrid Fardel

Wednesday, 26 August 2015

Tuesday, 25 August 2015

The Old Gray Wall - Bliss Carman

Time out of mind I have stood
Fronting the frost and the sun,
That the dream of the world might endure,
And the goodly will be done.

Monday, 24 August 2015

This sky of lost miles - Ranjit Hoskote

Shield your eyes from this oblong patch of light
where the towers once stood, where now there floods
on our TV screens this sky of lost miles, miles yet to be
– now never to be – redeemed, this sky that showers
a rain of ash and scorched maple leaves,

Saturday, 22 August 2015

Grandmother Moon - Ribka Sibhatu

Like once upon a time
here comes grandmother moon
through the window
full of tales and memories.

Friday, 21 August 2015

Thread in a Spider’s Web - Coral Bracho

A little stream, drawn by the magnets of air and light,
and flowing like time, like copper forming,
is the thread

Thursday, 20 August 2015

Pretty Halcyon Days - Ogden Nash

How pleasant to sit on the beach,
On the beach, on the sand, in the sun,
With ocean galore within reach,
And nothing at all to be done!

Wednesday, 19 August 2015

Barely Disfigured - Paul Éluard

Adieu Tristesse
Bonjour Tristesse
Farewell Sadness
Hello Sadness

Tuesday, 18 August 2015

I Go Walking into a Spring-Tree - Kim Su-Bok

Constantly inclined to start talking to anyone,
sitting idly in a room with the light out,

Monday, 17 August 2015

stones - Sjón

i’ve been hit on the head by a stone – my ex-wife has been hit on the head
by a stone in my presence – my old school friend has been hit on the head

Friday, 14 August 2015

The Ship, Solid and Black - Juan Ramón Jimenez

The ship, solid and black,
enters the clear blackness
of the great harbour.

Thursday, 13 August 2015

Nocturne III - Jose Asuncion Silva

One night
one night all full of murmurings, of perfumes and music of wings;
one night
in which fantastic fireflies burnt in the humid nuptial shadows,

Tuesday, 11 August 2015

Monday, 10 August 2015

To a Nose - Francisco de Quevedo

There was a man
              stuck
                  to a nose,

Sunday, 2 August 2015

On feeing his city - Samuel Hanagid

And this in his youth on leaving Cordoba:

Spirit splits in its asking,

and soul in its wanting is balked;

Saturday, 1 August 2015

The Sorrow of Love - William Butler Yeats

The quarrel of the sparrows in the eaves,
The full round moon and the star-laden sky,
And the loud song of the ever-singing leaves,
Had hid away earth's old and weary cry.