Where somebody drew a flower - Miriam Calleja

In winter, these rock dwellings
take on a different slant.
In winter as you walk, if you
take care not to slip, you arrive
at a rock placed by giants,
where somebody drew a flower.

A Small Prayer for the Unflummoxed Beaver - Kei Miller

so unmoved by the boat’s slow approach – the boat
drifting across the flat green acre of water; a small prayer
for these acres of water which, in the low light, seem firm;
the squirrels, however, are never fooled or taken in;

feellING THE BLANKS - Luis Bravo

( )
It is happening
in tongues of gold

Looking For Each Other - Thích Nhat Hanh

 I have been looking for you, World Honored One,
since I was a little child.
With my first breath, I heard your call,
and began to look for you, Blessed One.

three Haiku - Elis Juliana

In the school of life
there's no student who does not
want a vacation.

Lament of Iaroslavna - Pavlo Tychyna

(I)
Snow. Light flurries falling
on the Prince’s palace.
Around it day and night
walks a tiny voice crying:
      —Prince, my dearest Prince,
      are you beyond the Danube?

The Guali - Manuel María Madiedo

Far away are mountains, swelling
     Dark blue on a paler sky;
Whose faint quivering light is telling
     That the sun has risen high.
Straight above, he draws unto him
     All the splendor of the heaven;
Darting on the lonely pilgrim
     Rays like redhot lances driven.

We're all Rays from the Same Sun - Abdulla Shaig

Hey you, damnable mankind, tyrannizing down through the ages,
Vomiting blood, and only blood!
Did revenge conquer your heart?
Did the hot wind seer your soul?

Guns, Man and Death - Umaru Fofana

Gun, alone, not kills
Man, alone, kills
Man manufactures the gun
Man pulls the trigger on the gun

The Farmer in Wet Weather - Jónas Hallgrímsson

Goddess of drizzle,
driving your big
cartloads of mist
across my fields!