Venice masks

Thursday, 30 December 2021

Act - Mildred Sope

People of the earth
Where are you going
Fast
     Faster
          Faster yet
Where is the limit
To what end do we rush

Tuesday, 28 December 2021

Spring's Messengers in Australia - Frances Tyrrell Gill

Eve winds awake the crocus-flower. 
The faint narcissus dares unfold 
Her face uncaring of the cold; 
As though in dream she heard the shower, 
And breathed the sunshine of that hour 
The roses may behold. 

Monday, 27 December 2021

I traverse the world - Benumah

I traverse this world as though
As though I am not supposed to be here
Not as a Christian with a view of her heavenly home
No

Sunday, 26 December 2021

In Damen - Frank Báez

In Damen there’s a bar
where the employees loosen their ties
and drink beer with girls who steal
poetry from the bookstore on the corner.

Saturday, 25 December 2021

Splendid are the heavens high - N. F. S. Grundtvig

Splendid are the heavens high,
Beautiful the radiant sky,
Where the golden stars are shining,
And their rays, to earth inclining,
-: Beckon us to heaven above :-

Friday, 24 December 2021

Rejoice (Oh Ye Africans) - Gladys May Casely-Hayford

Rejoice and shout with laughter
Throw all your burdens down,
If God has been so gracious
As to make you black or brown.

Thursday, 23 December 2021

The Beloved - A.R. Cliff-Lubwa

Lapobo,
Tall but not too tall,
Short but not too short,
She is of medium size.

Wednesday, 22 December 2021

Parting from the Eldest Youth of the Tung Family - Kao-Shih

Long leagues of tawny sky shut out the day:
On the North Wind wind geese are whirled:
And fast, fast drives of snow.

Tuesday, 21 December 2021

The Bombax Tree - Fily Dabo Sissoko

Stripped of his crown
he stands
at the center of the town,
the crooks of his branches
heavy with enormous
warts.

Monday, 20 December 2021

Visions - Caetano da Costa Alegre

I saw you pass, far from me, far away, 
Like a walking ebony statue; 

Sunday, 19 December 2021

Dubai - Ozy Prince

The morning is traffic,
More work, everyone is waiting, but,
The night shines like the sun and the stars together.
I can touch gold and diamond because it is everywhere.

Saturday, 18 December 2021

Excuse me, I think I am dying - Lena Ruth Stefanović

Two years ago I passed away
No, really
I haven’t written about it
Which is unusual
Given that I write about almost everything

Friday, 17 December 2021

City Sunset - Celestine Kulagoe

At six
the sun sets
escorted by puffs of blushing clouds,

Thursday, 16 December 2021

Curaçao - Pierre A. Lauffer

Where there are rocks
As far as eyes can reach,
     Stubborn, stingy,
     That turn
     And look down
     Disdainfully

Wednesday, 15 December 2021

Peace to the Amir - Mubarak bin Saif al Thani

Swearing by God who upraised the sky,
Swearing by God who spread the light,
Qatar will always be free,

Tuesday, 14 December 2021

Pan's Pub - Tibor Babiczky

Everything must be paid for, I reflected,
as we sat beneath
an impossibly yellow sunshade,
not waiting for anything in particular,
we just sat, it was a pleasant and enjoyable

Monday, 13 December 2021

The Advent candles - Inger Hagerup

Then we light a candle tonight,
we light it for joy.
It stands shining by itself
and for us who are present..
Then we light a candle tonight,
we light it for joy.

Friday, 10 December 2021

Hope - Chanbo Keo

Hope for a better day,
Hope for the sunray
Of a great weather,
Tomorrow...

Thursday, 9 December 2021

Little Bird - Katama Wui

One morning I got up
to pick oranges in the garden.
And I saw this.

Wednesday, 8 December 2021

Yes, I do love Allah! - Siham

I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.

Tuesday, 7 December 2021

hearts of stone - Farah Didi

we are persistence,
and you, intolerance,
embodied in human form,

Monday, 6 December 2021

patronus - Anita Pajević

there, on the ground floor of our sitting room
in a pot squats a tree
made of life
mum hasn’t changed its soil
in 17 years

Sunday, 5 December 2021

The Wind Keeps Blowing - Anonymous

Through the trees the wind keeps blowing,
In our homes we sense its might.

Saturday, 4 December 2021

Friday, 3 December 2021

In the Field Filling Up with Snow - Seo Jeong-ju

It’s   all   right,
It’s   all   right,
It’s   all   right,
It’s   all   right–

Thursday, 2 December 2021

My City - Medardo Ángel Silva

        Strong waters and oil paintings of
        the city of Santiago de Guayaquil

Wednesday, 1 December 2021

Island in the light - Sara de Ibáñez

The dove burnt in its whiteness.
The doe dead in the cold grass.
The flower dead, still unnamed,
and the delicate wolf of dark innocence.