Illusions (Dimitris P. Kraniotis Poem)
Noiseless wrinkles on our forehead the frontiers of history, shed oblique glances at Homer's verses. Illusions full of guilt redeem ...
Noiseless wrinkles on our forehead the frontiers of history, shed oblique glances at Homer's verses. Illusions full of guilt redeem ...
(For Aline) Homer, they tell us, was blind and could not see the beautiful faces Looking up into his own ...
(For Shaemas O Sheel) One winter night a Devil came and sat upon my bed, His eyes were full of ...
I have lived in important places, times When great events were decided, who owned That half a rood of rock, ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold, And many goodly states and kingdoms seen; Round many western islands ...
Old as the world--no other things so old; Nay, older than the world, else, how had sprung Such lusty strength ...
To be an ape in little of the mountain-making mother Like swarthy Cheops, but my own hands For only slaves, ...
The heroic stars spending themselves, Coining their very flesh into bullets for the lost battle, They must burn out at ...
I have been reading Pomfret's "Choice" this spring, A pretty kind of--sort of--kind of thing, Not much a verse, and ...
THE APPARITION OF HIS, MISTRESS, CALLING HIM TO ELYSIUM DESUNT NONNULLA-- Come then, and like two doves with silvery wings, ...
Now is the time for mirth, Nor cheek or tongue be dumb; For with the flow'ry earth The golden pomp ...
One man's death though somewhat cathartic yet bringing the pain the loss back to the forefront One man's death hardly ...
Easy with a demon putting a face on evil calling out bin Laden the leader of al Qaeda But now ...
A sense of vindication of closure for the loss not joy in the killing in the taking of a life ...
A quiet resolve a sense of some closure; but the pain still there our innocence gone Without cheering no joy ...
Even the death of evil taken by his choosing refusing to submit to stand in the dock of justice Saddened ...
Do we mourn even for the death of evil of a person bent on our destruction How can we be ...
Victory over evil in the cries of war the terrorist brought down but may we not gloat Not like the ...
A WIT, transported with Inditing, Unpay'd, unprais'd, yet ever Writing; Who, for all Fights and Fav'rite Friends, Had Poems at ...
The glory of ships is an old, old song, since the days when the sea-rovers ran In their open boats ...
...Preamble A rough draft for an ars poetica . . . . . . . Let's get our dreams unstuck ...
Like the foghorn that's all lung, the wind chime that's all percussion, like the wind itself, that's merely air in ...
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
HAIL, Poesie! thou Nymph reserv'd! In chase o' thee, what crowds hae swerv'd Frae common sense, or sunk enerv'd 'Mang ...
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