Managua 6:30 P.M. - Ernesto Cardenal

In the evening the neon lights are soft

and the mercury streetlamps, pale and beautiful …

The Existential Nothingness of Crabs - Lil Marie Herrera

I make verses in the air

they crackle toward the infinite prophecy.

Crackling.

Crackling.

Isolated breakfast - Mostafa Sarabzadeh

I see four nurses dressed in white

Four half breaths masked in blue

Helping who lying in street

Someone who about to leave

By the last deadline is received

Sun, Thunder, Daugava - Rainis

Latvia was put down by the Sun,

Where the ends came together.

White sea, green land.

Latvia had the key of the gate.

Which Daugava did protect.

Hymn for Tabernacles - Eleazar ben Jacob Kalir

Thy praise, O Lord! will I proclaim 

In hymns unto thy glorious name. 

O thou Redeemer, Lord and King, 

Redemption to thy faithful bring! 

Upon Naked Skin - Arabella Salaverry

Upon naked skin I write.

Upon the ardent expanse

which covers me

and accompanies me

throughout life’s journeys.

Of those things which are known as those things - Peter Macsovszky

So as every kind of harmony includes its own

opposite one - a firm and disintegrating seed

of confusion continuing in a secret growing -

so the confusion itself.

So the confusion (probably) contains

its soft, inner and freshly red juice of harmony.

Regrets only - Bill Nelson

You’ll take your grandfather roller skating,

watch from the edge of the rink.

At Palau Pacific Resort - Emelihter Kihleng

I wish I was staying here

eating the special fish of the month

drinking coffee

The Triumph of Rameses II [opening section] - Penta-our

The youthful king with the bold hand has not his equal. 

His arms are powerful, his heart is firm, 

His courage is like that of the god of war, Monthu, in the fight. 

He leads his warriors to unknown peoples. 

Stars - Ahmed ALajmi

While the night plays its thoughts,

Allowing the stars to dance naked,

We sit–me and my portable radio–

On an old table

The Mutability of all Earthly Things - Ōtomo no Yakamochi

Since the far natal hour of earth and heaven, 

          Men never cease to cry 

That ne’er to aught in this our world ’twas given 

          To last eternally. 

Development - Katrina Dybzynska

Our child would have uneven

teeth and a birthmark on the right

hip. The rest would be a fight

for domination: eyes that change

Living All By Herself Without You - Ziad Rahbani

Living all by herself without you

And without your love, my boy

Quit talking about your love for her

The whole country is laughing at you

hayfever - Jiaqi Kang

i don’t know the names of any flowers i’m sorry

except for this one time when i woke up in palo alto at 5am

untitled (I cross the edge) - Vasyl Stus

I cross the edge. Outside the rim I go.

This foot that I have raised to march ahead,

Reality, this naked empty hollow,

Ghetto - Guy Tirolien

Why should I confine myself

to the image

they would fix me in?

For pity's sake,

I'd suffocate

segregated as exotic.

Inside the Display Fridge it's Always Daytime - Valerina Tentoni

The things in there don’t complain, don’t ask any god

to turn out the light. They wait their turn.

A Night in Hospital - Akberen Yelgezek

Against my window, bat-wings lash.

Crows expectorate hacking caws.

The moon reddens, perched on the muzzle

of a dog that howls and bites the night wind.

 

Tonight is the last one again - Vagif Samadoghlu

Tonight is the last one again,

Tomorrow the last morning,

Once More I Will Greet the Sun - Forugh Farrokhzad

Once more I will greet the sun,

the stream that flowed in me,

the clouds which were my long thoughts,

Encounter - Jovan Dučić

An angel met a soul one time,

In the middle of the air,

A Healing Heart - Ndaba Sibanda

inner beauty is priceless

its twinkle is taintless

its hoot is humankind

its love is one of a kind

The Working Girl - Daniel Varoujan

Beneath my window, as each morning dawns,

You like a wandering ghost go flitting by,

And on your beauteous virgin head there fall

Tears from my rose vine, leafless now and dry.

The Birth of Poetry - Titsian Tabidze

1.

Sky and earth

make a bridge on Mt. Elbrus.

Vesper hymn to the Virgin - Hermann Contractus

Mother of majesty, 

God's love adorning, 

Thou that hast oped for man 

Open water! - Björnstjerne Björnson

Open water, open water!

All the weary winter's yearning

Bursts in restless passion burning.

Scarce is seen the blue of ocean,

And the hours seem months in motion.

The Love Song of Shu-Sin - Anonymous

Bridegroom, dear to my heart,

Goodly is your beauty, honeysweet,

Lion, dear to my heart,

Goodly is your beauty, honeysweet.

Lines to Fanon I - Jennifer Rahim

You insisted you spoke for your time.

Well, it is now, Fanon. Like foolish masons,

we build on the sand of false hierarchies,

The Cup - Abdellatif Laâbi

The cup is full

And here are the ingredients:

At the bottom a bit of despair

giving life

that after-taste of bitterness

Children’s Hair - Gabriela Mistral

Soft hair, hair that is all the softness of the world:

without you lying in my lap, what silk would I enjoy?