Family Portraits - Anna Maria Lenngren

Upon an old estate, her father's heritage, 
A shrivelled countess dowager 
Had vegetated half an age; 

Refreshment - Mary Electa Adams

Hast thou had hours when life seemed empty all,
And waste the garden thou wert set to till,
Like tide-swept sands that only white and still
Unanswering lay beneath the heaven's gray pall?

Path to the Huacas - Nora Alarcón

Route of the potato
life created
in the land of the morochucos
an offering to Apu Pariahunca
before the harvesting of the native potatoes

While unperishing love melted my bones - Manikkavacakar

While unperishing love melted my bones,
     I cried
I shouted again and again,

Blonde - Andrés Bello

Do you know, blonde, what favor I request
When I cover the altars with offerings?
Not rich furnishings, not superb lands,
Neither a table that flatters the appetite.

Assimilation - Eeva-Liisa Manner

I will show you a way
that I have travelled.

On the Incarnation - Gregory of Nazianzus

Foolish who worships not th’ eternal Word 
as equal to the high Father in heaven. 
Foolish who worships not th’ incarnate Word, 
as equal to the heavenly Word on High, 
but cuts from Father’s might His Word, or else 
severs the Word from human shape, our breadth. 

blue bridge - Viktor Krivulin

where gloomed as lilac
an upturned bowbend
blue bridge shadow—

Capriccio - Uroš Zupan

Form is what remains;
the glimmer of divine shapes,
light, colors, odors and tastes,
dreams after Coleridge's pipe –

Lament V - Jan Kochanowski

Just as a little olive offshoot grows
Beneath its orchard elders’ shady rows,
No budding leaf as yet, no branching limb,
Only a rod uprising, virgin-slim —