the well digger - Yokoi Yayū

the well digger
comes out into the floating world—
the heat!

The Domain - J. Le Gay Brereton

The bulging cloud mounts lazily
    In shade where sunlight glances through,
And sweeping lightly from the tree
    Melts indolently in the blue.

Liverpool - Yasemin Balandi

When night ends, the fog begins
Heavy as lead!
Shrouding the town:
Once grand
And home of grandeur.

Everything Has Changed (Except Graves) - Mzi Mahola

I stood at the ruins
of my former school
where I was patiently moulded;
wild plants own every space now;
my soul was paralyzed.
What happened to the roofs
the doors and windows?

A Meditation - José Agostinho de Macedo

Portentous Egypt! I in thee behold
And studiously examine human-kind,
Learning to know me in mine origin,
In the primeval and the social state.

Descend from your head into your heart - Theophan the Recluse

You must descend from
your head into your heart.

The Forest Reverie - Abijah M. Ide

’Tis said that when
The hands of men
Tamed this primeval wood,
And hoary trees with groans of woe,
Like warriors by an unknown foe,
Were in their strength subdued,

Vondel's Lucifer (Act II, lines 1-34) - Joost van den Vondel

Ye speedy Spirits, stay our chariot now,
God's Morning-star in its full zenith stands;
Its height is reached; and lo! the moment comes
When Lucifer must set before this star,
This double star that rises from below
And seeks the way above, to tarnish Heaven
With earthly glow. No more should ye adorn
Proud Lucifer's apparel with glittering crowns,
Nor gild his forehead with the glorious dawn
Of morning-star, to which Archangels kneel.

The Gardener's Daughters - Hugo von Hofmannsthal

One fills the large Delft jugs,
Painted with blue dragons and birds,
With a loose sheaf of bright flowers:

the sun is a new house - H.C. Artmann

the sun is a new house
you write it
it is tomorrow
we hold our hands through
the open windows