Sonet of Venus and Cupid - Mark Alexander Boyd

Fra banc to banc, fra wod to wod, I rin
Ourhailit¹ with my feble fantasie,

It was the month of May - Juan Lorenzo Segura

It was the month of May, a glorious time,
    When merry music make the birds in boughs,

Song of a Young Girl - Flavien Ranaivo

Oaf
tlie young man who lives down there
beside the threshing floor for rice;
like two banana-roots
on either side the village ditch,

Ode XIV: To the Roman State - Horace

O ship, new waves will bear you back again to sea.
O what are you doing? Bravely seize the port.

Rising at midnight - Gregory the Great

Rising at midnight, one and all awaking,
Chant we in ceaseless round our matins sweet,
And to the Lord, melodious music making.
In tuneful quire our twilight hymns repeat.

Women - Simonides of Amorgos

She from the steed of wanton mane
Shall spurn all servile toil and pain;
Nor shake the sieve, nor ply the mill
Nor sweep the floor, though dusty still.

Do not worry for to-morrow - Ben Sira

Do not worry for to-morrow,
As thou dost not know the sorrow
Which to-day bears in its train.

untitled poem - Adilia Lopes

1.
Penelope
is a spider

Up and sing! - Mawlana (Taj ud-Din) Ahmed

Up and sing! O 'anqa-natured¹ nightingale!
High in every business doth thy worth prevail:
Sing! for good the words are that from thee proceed;
Whatsoever thou dost say is prized indeed.

Idyl I: The Stray Cupid - Moschus

As Cupid from his mother Venus strayed,
Thus crying him aloud the goddess said,
"If any one a wandering Cupid see,
The little fugitive belongs to me:

Arise and render thanks to God - Notker Balbulus

Arise and render thanks to God,
The Lord and King of all,

De Spectaculis.IV (A crowd dangerous to peace) - Marcus Valerius Martialis

A crowd dangerous to peace
and a foe to tranquil  rest,

Mame - Fatou Dioffé Bâ

Grandfather, last of my Fathers,
My luck, my hope, my essence,
Tell me about my roots, tell me about my rooted self.
Oh Father, how much I wished from you!

Poetry - Lieke Marsman

At the moment it feels a bit like
those times I would try to find
a hiding place behind
the gym building yep, a dank place

Days of my childhood - Michael Ghazarian Nalbandian

Days of my childhood, like a dream
Ye fleeted, to return no more.
Ah, happy days and free from care,
Ye brought but joy in passing o’er!

Rear View Mirror - Cheela Chilala

Sweaty hands gripping the wheel
Perspiration on my brow,
My feet weary and my shoes worn,
I drive through life's tough terrain

An Open Wound - Tanja Bakić

An open wound
Under the hot earth
Calls me out.

Factory of Tears - Valzhyna Mort

And once again according to the annual report
the highest productivity results were achieved
by the Factory of Tears.

Shadows on the Land, II - Carlos Villagra Marsal

         Ill-fated land,
orphaned by your children,
mansion of forgetfulness
and of punishment.

Star-Struck - Nana Olapet Olawumi

I was just a nobody
A girl who sang in a bar

A Girl - Adriaan Morrien

I am too weak to keep up life’s renewal
within myself, my blood is too speechless; see
my fearing hands and see my lap

Clotilde - Guillaume Apollinaire

Anemone and columbine
Where gloom has lain
Opened in gardens
Between love and disdain

No Country we Headed to - Saif al-Rahbi

No woman we loved
the enemy didn’t conquer first.

The “WHO?” of lbn Abitur of Cordoba - Yosef lbn Abitur

who
ANCHORED the high skies
who
SET OFF the wheels for those who shine

Mack The Knife - Bertolt Brecht

Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear
And he shows them pearly white.
Just a jack knife has Macheath, dear
And he keeps it out of sight.

The Seeing Blindness - Kushal Poddar

We watch the slim women model
for our favorite potato wafers.
What is silence but the crunching incisions?

The Arms of Bodhisatva - Tiziana Colusso

What is wisdom
if not inscribed in the natural flux of things?

My Dear and Only Love - James Graham

My dear and only Love, I pray
    This noble world of thee
Be govern'd by no other sway
    But purest monarchy;
For if confusion have a part,
    Which virtuous souls abhor,
And hold a synod in thy heart,
    I'll never love thee more.