And then I sat me down - Gustaf Rosenhane

And then I sat me down, and gave the rein
To my wild thoughts, till many a song that rang
From boughs around where hidden warblers sang
Recalled me from myself; then “Oh! in vain,”
I said, “do these outpour the tender strain?

St. Martin’s Wall - Anastasius Grün

Ferdinand Graf zu Harrach's painting
of the emperor praying in the Martins wall
Source: Inns'bruck Region

Welcome, ye hearts of Tyrol, which beat so honestly,
Welcome, ye glaciers of Tyrol, which bear the heavens on high,
Ye dwellings of Fidelity, ye verdant, fragrant vales,
Welcome, ye streams and pastures, freedom and mountain gales!

Man Without Fear - Sholeh Wolpé

I hear shots.
It’s the wind, I say.
Then, loud murmurs.
Surely the fountain below my room.
The moon is a bruised fist tonight.
It has obliterated the stars.

The Snowy-breasted Pearl - George Petrie

There's a colleen fair as May,
For a year and for a day
I've sought by every way her heart to gain.
There's no art of tongue or eye
Fond youths with maidens try
But I've tried with ceaseless sigh, yet tried in vain.

A prayer in prospect of judgment - Ephrem the Syrian

Before my offences
Are brought against me
At the tribunal of justice;
And cause me to stand
In the presence of the Judge
With confusion of face:—

Have mercy on me, oh Lord, for Thou
art abundant in mercy!

A Dog in the Quarry - Miroslav Holub

The day was so bright
that even birdcages flew open.
The breasts of lawns
heaved with joy
and the cars on the highway
sang the great song of asphalt.

Your scent is in the air - Rauf Tagiyev

Beside me, a cup of tea has gone cold,
My days and months keep passing as I stare at the roads.
I forgot the seasons,
I can’t even tell if it’s winter or summer anymore.
Where are you, my love?
My voice, my cry… it can’t reach you.

The Martyr - Nick Joaquin

Being in love means never having to say you’re sorry
After all, at some point in your life
That love was the most important thing to you,
That love might be the one that you hoped would last forever,
That love made you believe that destiny does exist,
And that love made you question,
Why you were afraid to fall in love in the first place.

A painful memory - Haris Chand Adhikari

She is a painful memory
Collaged in my mental picture,
Deep somewhere she comes to caress me
And feeds me from her life

Reverse Profile - Vladimir Martinovski

An
Error has
Sneaked by
In
The Book
Of Marriage:
The registry number
Of the bride
Lacks a digit