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Continue reading →: Pablo Neruda
If you forget me I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash…
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Continue reading →: Rainer Maria Rilke
Black Cat A ghost, though invisible, still is like a place your sight can knock on, echoing; but here within this thick black pelt, your strongest gaze will be absorbed and utterly disappear: just as a raving madman, when nothing else can ease…
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Continue reading →: Nonsense rhymes
The Dong with a Luminous Nose – by Edward Lear When awful darkness and silence reign Over the great Gromboolian plain, Through the long, long wintry nights;- When the angry breakers roar As they beat on the rocky shore;- When Storm-clouds brood on the towering heights Of the hills…
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Continue reading →: Brian Turner – war poet
Phantom Noise There is this ringing hum this bullet-borne language ringing shell-fall and static this late-night ringing of threadwork and carpet ringing hiss and steam this wing-beat of rotors and tanks broken bodies ringing in steel humming these voices of dust these years ringing…
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Continue reading →: Religious themes
Following on from Lessing, there are some brilliant religious poems in various forms. The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám is an example of Persian poetry translated by Edward FitzGerald and first published in 1859. Some for the pleasures here below Others yearn for The Prophet’s Paradise to come; Ah, take the…
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Continue reading →: Lessing Poll
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Continue reading →: Gotthold Lessing
Nathan the Wise, a five Act dramatic poem. I have borrowed the German Library edition (Vol. 12) of this work of the Enlightenment period. Lessing’s message, conveyed in a simple love story, is that humanity can overcome hatred and the fear of difference. Revealed faiths are part of the same…
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Continue reading →: Ciaran Carson
Fear I fear the vast dimensions of eternity. I fear the gap between the platform and the train. I fear the onset of a murderous campaign. I fear the palpitations caused by too much tea. I fear the drawn pistol of a rapparee. I fear the books will not survive…
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Continue reading →: Longfellow
The Wreck of the Hesperus – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow It was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea; And the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as…