A Life of Respect - Aqqaluk Lynge

In the old days
when we still lived our own lives
in our own country
We could hear
a faraway thunder –
the caribou approaching
two or three days in advance

A Pine Tree with Naked Roots - Vizma Belševica

Is it the fault of the pine tree or dunes
That the foundations break and dissolve?
That the head climbed to the sky
Before the roots had not pushed deep enough?

Raisers of ridgepoles and mounds (Songs of Dzitbalché) - Anonymous

Raisers of ridgepoles
And mounds.

It is urgently
Necessary
To measure
The count,

My woman's transparence - Amina Saïd

my woman's transparence
has the whole sea
as its mirror

To not lose hope - Ayalneh Mulatu

To run in front of or behind

           other competitors

to run ... and ... and keep running

Sonnet - Francisco de Sá de Miranda

I know not, lady, by what nameless charm 
Those looks, that voice, that smile, have each the power 
Of kindling loftier thoughts, and feelings more 

Did I offer peace today? - Henri Nouwen

Did I offer peace today? 
Did I bring a smile to someone's face? 

By Freedom - Max von Schenkendorf

Freedom that I love,
Shining in my heart,
Come now from above,
Angel that thou art!

The Escape - Carlos Cabral

Down by the riverbank
lived a happy old Italian,
he worked hard night and day
beside his special lady.

Do You Know? - Rira Abbasi

the animal of my body wears a checkered pattern shirt
and my circle has always transformed to square

As the Days Pass - Kamini Roy

As the days pass, darkness overwhelms me
I see not the divine light; hear not that oracle
Childhood fancies, dreams I think countless
All those yearn to believe as truth…

Morning song - Thomas Kingo

From eastern quarters now
     The sun's up-wandering. 
His rays on the rock's brow
     And hill's side squandering; 
Be glad, my soul! and sing amidst thy pleasure,
     Fly from the house of dust,
     Up with thy thanks, and trust 
To heaven's azure!

Love - Esaias Tegnér

Love! our being's waking bliss! 
Spirit garb of Happiness! 
Heaven's halo, sent to shine 
O'er a world no more divine! 

Havana Jetty 1985 - Roger Santiváñez

She had her jumpsuit set on the shore
Its chimera calmed in the shadow
Of the bank sang with Fierro on guitar
And the silence sounded the air entranced

Primus Priory - Jared Angira

My man is gone away to serve
                                        the Master
                                        his chief

A Grave in Samoa - John Macfarlane

     The wild birds strangely call,
And silent dawns and purple eves are here,
Where Southern stars upon his grave look down,
     Calm-eyed and wondrous clear!

Mother's love - Roberto Echavarren

Rock, echo, hard sand;
from the ravine runs
white-hot water: each grain
of mica in the sun, bud, shoot, stone,
sere mouth, collects dust

Icarus - Gabriele Tinti

I would like to fly away from here, be cured of this pointless disease,
burn under another light, a clear, scorching dawn.