Panegyric of Madog ab Maredudd - Cynddelw Brydydd Mawr

A Sov'reign Prince will extol, of nine parts is my poem, 

With all the force of numbers nine-nine are its topics, 

A hero 'tis to celebrate, Gogyrfan's like in stature. 

In The Bloom Of His Youth - At The Height Of Summer - Uuno Kailas

How wonderful to be lolling about here.

Spreading one's limbs on the palm of a rock's hand.

In the nude.

Asking for Blessing - Anonymous (traditional Gikuyu tribal prayer)

Say ye, the elders may have wisdom and speak with one voice.

Praise ye Ngai. Peace be with us.

I think of your hands as gills inside the sea - Luís Carlos Patraquim

I think of your hands as gills inside the sea

your hands that breathe sounds

and I think I’m within a shoal of moving fish

What have you done with your blue look? - Hulda Dagny Lütken

What have you done with your blue look?

Once your eyes were like the sky.

Fair Ladies are Delicate Things - Dugald Buchanan

                    [1.]

Fair Ladies are Delicate Things

The Pleasure and Joy of Man’s Life

Companions for Nobles & Kings

And who would not have a Good Wife¹

black majesty - Luis Pales Matos

Through the fiery Antillean street

Va Tembandumba de la Quimbamba

—Rumba, macumba, candombe, bambula—

Between two rows of black faces.

Spiritual Song Of The Aborigine - Hyllus Noel Maris

I am a child of the Dreamtime People

Part of this land, like the gnarled gumtree

I am the river, softly singing

Chanting our songs on my way to the sea

October Sky - Tadeusz Borowski

October was beautiful. As if it were yesterday I remember

the strangely clear, strangely deep sky

shimmering in the noon heat as a leaf shimmers in the wind,

empty and unreachable. I am oddly melancholy

telling you about this, for what do words mean?

Lao-Tze - Anonymous

1.
Back in the depths of ancient time;
Remote, before the Tis began;
Four equal sides denned the earth,

Il-Kantilena - Pietru Caxaro

Witness my predicament, my friends (neighbours), as I shall relate it to you:

[What] never has there been, neither in the past, nor in your lifetime,

A [similar] heart, ungoverned, without lord or king (sultan),

Anacreontic - Pieter Corneliszoon Hooft

Three long years have o'erwhelmed me in sadness,

Since the sun veiled his vision of gladness:

Sorrow be banished,— for sorrow is dreary;

Sorrow and gloom but outweary the weary.

In my heart I perceive the day breaking;

I cannot resist its awaking.

Spinning Song III - Elena Văcărescu

What hath he done, the luckless fellow,

     That thou wilt speak to him no more;

     Are ye not of the self-same village?

Strive to discover the mystery - Farīd ud-Dīn ʿAṭṭār

Strive to discover the mystery before life is taken from you.

Homeland - Salomėja Nėris

Despoiled and blood-drenched by the foe

You rise before my eyes.

Many a hundred miles I'll go

To see your stirring skies.

The Eleventh Sonnet to Beauty - Gerbrand Adriaenszoon Bredero

O ripe bosom white that steadily before mine eyes

So dearly drifts, like the clear reflection

At the source of the Rhine of the purest snow —

Ah but your shimmering, o weak eyes doth impair!

Old Trees - Olavo Bilac

Look at these old trees, more lovely these

Than younger trees, more friendly too by far:

More beautiful the older that they are,

Victorious over age and stormy seas ...

Victim Number 18 - Mahmoud Darwish

Once the olive grove was green.

It was, and the sky

A grove of blue. It was my love.

What changed that evening?

The diameter of the bomb - Yehuda Amichai

The diameter of the bomb was thirty centimeters

and the diameter of its effective range about seven meters,

with four dead and eleven wounded.

Song Of The Bells - Yakub Kolas

Silver-copper booming clamour,

In the belfry, bells are ringing.

In the dawnlight, bells are ringing,

In the twilight's shining pallor.

Daniel’s song - Mihaly Babits

Despite all Thou hast remembered me, God,

and Thou hast found all those who have long been

in search of Thee and all those who love Thee.

First Night - Zinaida Lazda

The soldier under earth shall joy in night -

A long good night!

The Words of the Wise are Few - Sakya Pandita

Of all the lands where mighty forests grow, 

But few that bear the sandalwood I know; 

Love in Old Age - Paulus Silentiarius

Let others boast of charms divine,

The agile step and graceful air; 

More lovely is thy wrinkled face,

And threads of silver in thy hair.

Old Courtesan’s Lament - Dhan Gopal Mukerji

Faces, faces, faces—

Why do ye turn away?

Young and old,

Why will ye not gaze into my face?

The Syrian Lover in Exile Remembers Thee, Light of My Land - Ajan Syrian

Rose and amber was the sunset on the river,

Red-rose the hills about Bingariz.

High upon their brows, the black tree-branches

Spread wide across the turquoise sky.

The Magnolia - José Santos Chocano

Deep in the wood, of scent and song the daughter,

Perfect and bright is the magnolia born;

White as a flake of foam upon still water,

White as soft fleece upon rough brambles torn.

Echo of Another Sonata - Enrique Lihn

                In your opinion one love erases another

and so it is, dear, yet in love not everything

belongs to the dart and quiver—