Song of the Brightness of Water - Karol Wojtyla

From the depth—I came only to draw water

in a jug—so long ago, this brightness

still clings to my eyes—the perception I found,

and so much empty space, my own,

reflected in the well.

Bearslayer: Canto II - Bearslayer is sent out into the world (Scene 2) - Andrejs Pumpurs

He is given the task of learning

"I give you now a colt with saddle fine,

Trim steed and sword of heavy metal true,

A spear, a shield and silver spurs once mine,

And headdress trimmed with fur of martens too.

Selene - Ashur Etwebi

to my father

Selene the Enchanting City

The sail gazes drenched with the water of the sea at Selene the enchanting.

Selene is imprisoned in walls of reticent sand,

A Sicilian sailor said in a port tavern:

We were in the three ships that skilled men built from the black forest,

The Proloug of the first Buik of Eneados - Gavin Douglas

Laude, honor, prasingis, thankis infynite

To the, and thi dulce ornate fresch endite,

Mast reverend Virgill, of Latyne poetis prince,

The Wanderer - Anastasia Shevchenko

This man was not clear to me,

He sits in the toilet and smokes,

And then he'd come to me through the window.

Sometimes he was clumsy and untidy,

And sometimes he wasn't recognizable at all.

Let springtime come - Jens Peter Jacobsen

Let springtime come then, when it will,

With verdure greenest,

With flutelike song of myriad birds,

The Gardens - Emile Verhaeren

The landscape now reveals a change;

A stair—that twinèd elm-boughs hold

Enclosed 'mid hedges mystic, strange—

Inaugurates a green and gold

Vision of gardens, range on range.

The Executioner of John the Baptist - Dubhghall Albanach mac mhic Cathail

Askelon, the royal seat,

In which the great deed was done;

There, not lasting was the fame,

John the noble was slain.

from The Physicians of Myddfai - Anonymous

Brindled cow, white speckled,

Spotted cow, bold freckled,

The four field sward mottled,

The Dwelling-places of Wisdom and of Unrighteousness (from The book of Enoch) - Anonymous

Wisdom found no place where she might dwell;

Then a dwelling-place was assigned her in the heavens.

Prayer against the evil spirits - anonymous

Destructive storms and evil winds are they,

An evil blast that heraldeth the baneful storm, 

An evil blast, forerunner of the baneful storm. 

The Ambush - Nimah Ismail Nawwab

He watched the old movie unfold,

The head-covered man bashing his van into a building,

Nodding his head: ‘Yes another one, they are terrorists,’

The calm way he uttered those words

The look in his young eyes,

Made me

           ache.

Gaucho’s Nest - Hector Marcó

With shining colors of hope,

the countryside puts on its plumage

and the wind’s chords throb

through the grasses

and the flowers.

Sonnet 5 - Dumitru Crudu

I set some water to boil

didn’t have anything to put in it

I was all alone in the house

the water slowly evaporating

The gaze to infinity - Pulchérie Abème Nkoghé

I know it,

I assure you,

I saw it

Oh, My Mother—Her Voice - O Yŏng-jae

Los Angeles and Taejon,

The Pacific in between.

The phone conversation between Mother and Chairman Yŏng-hŭi

Graciously sent to me;

Unwinding the cassette tape

I listen to Mother’s voice.

Black Port - Ch'on Yang-Hui

The tavern's red lamp bobs hoarse as if damp

and under the breakwater waves whimper all day long.

Because of the ever-changing waterways, or because of people,

the road that curves toward the port touches the village.

True knowledge - Panatattu

My God is not a chiselled stone, 

Or lime-block, so clear and bright: 

Nor is he cleaned with tamarind. 

Like images of bronze. 

Garlanding - Teweiariki Teaero

i woke up and went east

this early dawn

before the eastern sky becomes light

to pick bwabwaku from tabwakea's land

from the top of the uritangaroa tree

flowers that are nice and better than all others

wrapped in the fragrance and

newness of dawn

not holding back a word - Evi Kliemand

not holding back a word

on both sides of the ridge

spoken into the fog

National Anthem - Gulnazar Keldi

Our country so beloved,

Happy we are to see your dignity.

Let your joy and prosperity forever be.

We have reached this day since time immemorial;

Together aligned we stand under your flag, under your flag.

O You blood! - Étienne Goyémidé

O You blood! Red and ruddy blood,

Magical blood in eternal warmth,

You are the cradle of life that you carry and move in our human bodies, 

In the body of the animal and in the body of plants. 

Greetings, to our neighbours (Monaco National Anthem) - Louis Notari

Greetings, to our neighbours! 

Greetings, to all those who are watching us! 

It is important that you remember the following:

Guinea Bissau: A love poem - Anonymous

I.

I love you

I have returned

Our land is nice - where there is happiness. 

This place is sacred.

I love you so much . . . 

 

Malaise: Un-Sonnet - Debra Providence

My work stinks.

It reeks, actually, of failure intermingled with

putrid pretensions of deeper knowledge.

An Appeal - Hermann Ling

Remember thou the debtor art 

Of poor men who lack everything,