They Don’t Care About Us - Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe

They talk about us
On political podia
As if they care about us

Resistance - Joel Linares Moreno

The olive speaks in the middle of the camp
opens its charred entrails to the universe

Great God of heaven and earth - Moïse-Oriand Nkoghe-Mvé

Great God of heaven and earth,
Pour out upon us grace and mercy;
You created us in Your perfect image.
Protect us, then, from death and suffering.

Last night - Adams Sinarinzi

Last night
Under a half moon
Two lovers kissed

The Whiteman - Yassine Ouhmoudn

Gone is the world of We—
I is all you ever hear.
Here, the superego lost to the id,
Me, myself, and I—
And let others die.

Slavery - Malik Kundrah

The most denigrating slavery is that of being a slave to oneself.
No one is as much a slave as someone who believes he is free without being so.

Puerto Rican Obituary - Pedro Pietri

they worked
they were always on time
they were never late

Mixed Bag of Tropical Sweets Sitting Outside the Hotel R & R - Audrey Brown-Pereira

n is a g of the c
walking peeping like his prother kaukan
whose lost in islands of imagined para-dices
panting, pounding, desperately waiting
hiding in the nut-less tree

Dear Matafele Peinam - Kathy Jetñil-Kijiner

dear matafele peinam
you are a seven month old sunrise of gummy smiles
you are bald as an egg and bald as the buddha
your thighs that are thunder and shrieks that are lightning
so excited for bananas, hugs and
our morning walks past the lagoon

God's Book of Nature - Valdimar Briem

This wondrous world, my God, a book I deem,
Wherein the Author's heavenly glories shine:
The petals of the wayside flowers meseem
Its pages, pencilled o'er by hand divine.

I am a child who loves peace - Sawsan Alshamiri

I am a child who loves peace
I have always believed in peace
Until I saw something on TV,
something not expected at all,

Twilight - Rafael Estrada

Under the manycoloured showcase of the sky
it passes in its slow flight,
a heron, more tranquil than the evenmg.

Wings over Europe - Maria Olimpia de Obaldia

America, give heed:
this is no flight of herons nor of angels…
Those are wings which cover the broad skyline,
piercing the clouds,
challenging the winds:

Soung - Cyndi Celeste

Write me like I soung 

En’less
Continuin’
Like uh dreem –

Sonnet for the Moon - Lynn Sweeting

i feel like i have lived a thousand years,
i said to moon when she was fat and full,
when she grew dark i knelt and bled my tears
from wounds called eyes into a silver bowl.

Oh that I might capture the essence - Hwang Jini

Oh that I might capture the essence of this deep midwinter night

Love song - Bion of Phlossa

The Musses know no fear of the cruel Love; 
rather do their hearts befriend him greatly 
and their footsteps follow him close. 

At the edge of a pond - Māra Zālīte

I let the fish spawn in me
And the seaweed heal me.
I let the wind inhale me
while weevils destroy a flower.

Čelesta - Antanas Škėma

Tan tin tin tan — the celesta hammers away. Here I turn off the light, and darkness drinks me in. I lie like one immured but still permitted to breathe. I lie like one to be crucified whom nobody will nail to the cross. I lie and wait.

Oh Heather, Oh Blossom! - Juhan Liiv

Oh heather, oh blossom,
such a bleak, bleak autumn.

To María - Pastora Alomía de Guerrero

Are you leaving for the countryside, my dear friend!
What gift can I offer you upon your departure…?
Only a sad and tender farewell
Is all my love can give you, sweet María!

How much Does A Sunset Cost? - Jeremy Tiboth

Slowly, you were becoming indistinguishable from it all.
it only took a glimpse for it to paralyse you
i would have guessed you froze time again
if it weren’t for the golden dust particles dancing
in the sweet summer silence

Evening Song - Elisaveta Bagyrana

Тhe rosary of my human days
         Is coming unstrung, has come unstrung.
       Slipping unstoppable
     Through my weary fingers,
        Are its black and white beads.

Dawn of Darkness - Ngũgĩ wa Thiong'o

I know, I know,
It threatens the common gestures of human bonding
The handshake,
The hug

Singularity - Tibor Babiczky

When you step forth as
yourself, in full armour,
with each step making
the caverns of the subconscious
collapse, and all wisdom shrinks back.

Resignation (Story 1) - Saadi Shirazi

Our happiness is given by God alone,
And by strong arms and fingers is not won; 
When heaven refuses thee fair fortune’s smile 
Thy bravest efforts cannot her beguile;