The Beach - Theodor Storm

Towards the bay now flies the gull

And twilight gathers low,

Where, over watered mudflats,

Is reflected evening glow.

When I threw you out - Doris Kareva

When I threw you out.

Finally.

Pilgrims - Mvúra Mirávyo

Pilgrims shall the road end here

When the sun that rose has yet to set

Shall our rivers run dry this season

And its waters be for mourners' washing

Lamentations - Sunthorn Phu

Oh, how everything was against me then

Even white ants made their way to my bedroom.

They ate the mat and destroyed all my books.

My hat - Henry Parland

My hat

was run over

by a trolley

yesterday.

From Russia to Lithuania, a Strawberry - Laura Cesarco Eglin

The only Russia I know

is in klubnika – a strawberry

is not the same when I tear

the first layer of red skin

Claws - Rasha Omran

If I were a cat

I would wash my skin with my tongue

like this

The Pathway Finally Opened - Mahsati Ganjavi

When my heart came to rule

in the world of love,

it was freed

from both belief

and from disbelief.

When it Rains in Dharamsala - Tenzin Tsundue

raindrops wear boxing gloves,

thousands of them

come crashing down

and beat my room.

Under its tin roof

my room cries from inside

and wets my bed, my papers.

The Kinsman And Death - James O. Gaygay

It roves without guilt

And ceases breath charge

Dream betrays man’s quest —

The fulfilment of fortunes

Abreast to mortals met,

But he ought to be a stepping stone

For the trouble hearted

Sandpaper - Clara Burghelea

​I don’t want to give up longing,

these tines of invisible fork

that puncture the lungs.

My Home - Olga Berggolts

In the home where I lived many years,

From where I left the winter of the blockade,

A light once again appears in the evening windows.

It is pinkish, festive, elegant.

The Mitre, or the goby-fish bait - Richard Taylor

After we all shed our blood

To get rid of the French,

We consumed our riches, we suffered hunger

To put the English in government.

Take the maples - Michael Donhauser

Take the maples

how they let slip

that they rustle

The Land of Topsy-Turvy - Muktabai

An ant has leapt up to the sky 

And swallowed up the sun on high! 

Friendship - Santob de Carrion

What treasure greater than a friend

  Who close to us hath grown?

Blind fate no bitt’rer lot can send

  Than bid us walk alone.

An Address - Gopal Prasad Rimal

O lass, o damozel,

we have met as the sun meets the rain,

perhaps you remember –

we have cuddled like a cloud.

You, a red man, and I, a black man - Moses Cot

Our God is one.

Our grandfather is one.

Adam and Eve,

Adam and Eve,

Adam and Eve.

Possession - Juan Sánchez Peláez

The world weighs malicious and solemn in my roots.

I accept your hands, your joy, my delirium.

In Verona - Cyprian Kamil Norwid

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O’er the abodes o’the Capulets and Montagues,

The gentle eye there in the spacious skies now views,

By thunder whipped and washed with rain —

Mountains of Ōmi - Ōtomo no Kuronushi

Mountains of Ōmi—

Ah, how it rises full upright,

The Mirror Mountain,

Living - Tukupashya Ally Kasongo

ls the exodus at birth?

ls it at conception

Or is it in the genes

By Wood and Wold - Adam Lindsay Gordon

Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows,

  Though laden with faint perfume;

’Tis the fragrance rare that the bushman knows,

  The scent of the wattle bloom.

Three Springs - Aleksandr Pushkin

Three springs in life’s unbroken joyless desert

Mysteriously issue from the sands:

Beautiful Girl in the Garden - Odysseus Elytis

You woke the waterdrop of day

Upon the start of the trees' song

Oh how lovely you are

With your joyful hair unbound

And with the fountain open in which you came

For me to year you passing by and living!

Is Truagh Gan Mise I Sasana - Thomas MacDonagh

'Tis a pity I'm not in England,

Or with one from Erin thither bound,

Out in the midst of the ocean,

Where the thousands of ships are drowned.