The Spanish world has produced many fine poets not known fully by those of us who don’t have the necessary language skills. It’s a source of great frustration for lovers of poetry to realize that there is so much in the way of fine writing that is unavailable to them. Garcia Lorca is one poet […]
This is a powerful piece of poetry from a young Palestinian refugee from Jerusalem who was a victim of Israeli ethnic cleansing. His words speaks of the struggle to refrain from anger at his treatment.They speak of the fight to rationalize what has happened. They speak of the unending desire for freedom for Palestine and […]
This poem from our resident poet, A.D., reflects upon the babies, and children, who survive the death or loss of their mothers under terrible circumstances. Whether it was during An Gorta Mór (Great Famine) of Ireland, the bombing of European cities during World War 2, the genocide in the Balkans or the results of war in […]
Here we have a piece of verse that looks at the roles assigned to us even from birth. Whether it be a caste system, social distinctions or income levels, many children are pigeon-holed even before they are born. Societies often have expectations of the place in society that a child will have, and this […]
Here is some verse from the irascible Irish poet from County Monaghan. Kavanagh was linked to the IRA back in the early days after partition. Strange that both he and Brendan Behan should have hated one another so much as Behan was also a member of the IRA. We Irish love nothing better than to […]
Sleep In The Mojave Desert Out here there are no hearthstones, Hot grains, simply. It is dry, dry. And the air dangerous. Noonday acts queerly On the mind’s eye erecting a line Of poplars in the middle distance, the only Object beside the mad, straight road One can remember men and houses by. A cool wind should […]
This brief verse speaks of the battles that many fight as they face the world in their day-to-day lives. It can be seen that there are quite a few tormented souls out there who are emotional agorapohobes. This one, by A.D., is for them. The Agoraphobic’s Lament There are raindrops tap-tapping the windowpane but […]
Here is a famous piece of verse from the troubled Welsh dreamer who died at the age of 39. Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise […]
A piece of Extract verse for your consideration. I Want My Money Back … yet the people lap it up like dehydrated frogs, feeding greedily on curdled milk from the withered breast of the clergy. Putrid fluids that give sickly nourishment to quench all appetites for healthy cognizance. I weep for the […]
This style of verse is known by A.D. as Extract Poetry or Extract Verse. The ellipsis can be used at the beginning or the end, or both, to give the impression that the writing has been taken from a larger piece. The Hypocrites of Piety … the hypocrites of piety that drizzle bullshit on fear […]
Here we have some verse from our resident poet that speaks of the battles that individuals fight as they struggle to build solid relationships upon the fractured foundations of broken childhoods. Behind Tall Walls in Shadow I love a shadow. Or is she perhaps a ghost who weaves a wispy glimpse of the most […]
This is a verse about the differences between those who are from an urban background with their resultant approach to life, and those who are more rural. Even casual observations will show that there are many disparities in the way both view day-to-day existence. Disparate Notions of Street and Stream The Burgher clique with their […]
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