Poetry – Page 27 – One Book a Week

One Day – One Love Poem – Proximity of the Beloved One

Nähe des Geliebten Nearness of the Beloved One Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Translation by Hyde Flippo Ich denke dein, wenn mir der Sonne schimmer I think of you, when I see the sun’s shimmer Vom Meere strahlt; Gleaming from the sea. Ich denke dein, wenn sich des Mondes Flimmer I think of you, when theContinue reading “One Day – One Love Poem – Proximity of the Beloved One”

One Day – One Love Poem – Pour toi, mon amour

Pour toi mon amour Je suis allé au marché aux oiseaux et j’ ai acheté des oiseaux Pour toi mon amour Je suis allé au marché aux fleurs Pour toi mon amour Je suis allé au marché à la ferraille Et j’ai acheté des chaines de lourdes chaines Pour toi mon amour Et puis jeContinue reading “One Day – One Love Poem – Pour toi, mon amour”

Love my hands… by Elena Farago (poetry)

Iubeşte-mi mâinile… – Elena Farago Iubeşte-mi mâinile Şi ochii Şi iartă-le dac-au fost clipe În care n-au ştiut să-ţi spună, În care n-au putut să-ţi dea Atât cât ar fi vrut, Atâta – cât poate doru-ţi le cerea În dragostea, În îndoiala, În deznădejdea unei clipe… Iubeşte-mi mâinile Şi ochii Şi iartă-le nevruta vină Că prea târziuContinue reading “Love my hands… by Elena Farago (poetry)”

Ce e amorul? Mihai Eminescu (What is love?)

I has been another year since I celebrated the birth of the great Romanian poet Mihai Eminescu. He died oh so very young but his poems live on and so does his ability to give me shivers whenever I read it out loud. Here’s one I found called “what is love?” 🙂 It’s not HaddawayContinue reading “Ce e amorul? Mihai Eminescu (What is love?)”

Haste – make me good company – Poem

Ease my mind and climb into my bed may you find no rest here for I am but a boy brought to bring you joy and you to bring the same to me I fear Haste make me good company Ease my mind and hold fast to my hand I’m a good man, you’ll seeContinue reading “Haste – make me good company – Poem”

Because Winter is Coming (Poetry by Boris Pasternak)

Blizzards were blowing everywhere Throughout the land. A candle burned upon the table, A candle burned. As midgets in the summer fly Towards a flame, The snowflakes from the yard swarmed to The window pane. And, on the glass, bright snowy rings And arrows formed. A candle burned upon the table, A candle burned. AndContinue reading “Because Winter is Coming (Poetry by Boris Pasternak)”

Apples – Laurie Lee – Poetry Thursday

Behold the apples’ rounded worlds: juice-green of July rain, the black polestar of flowers, the rind mapped with its crimson stain. The russet, crab and cottage red burn to the sun’s hot brass, then drop like sweat from every branch and bubble in the grass. They lie as wanton as they fall, and where theyContinue reading “Apples – Laurie Lee – Poetry Thursday”

Aux Italiens – Edward Robert Bulwer-Lytton

AT Paris it was, at the Opera there;— And she look’d like a queen in a book, that night, With the wreath of pearl in her raven hair, And the brooch on her breast, so bright. Of all the operas that Verdi wrote, 5 The best, to my taste, is the Trovatore; And Mario can sootheContinue reading “Aux Italiens – Edward Robert Bulwer-Lytton”

The Cry of the Children (Browning)

by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806–61) DO ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows, 5 The young birds are chirping in the nest, The young fawns areContinue reading “The Cry of the Children (Browning)”

Morte d’Arthur BY ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON

So all day long the noise of battle roll’d Among the mountains by the winter sea; Until King Arthur’s table, man by man, Had fallen in Lyonnesse about their Lord, King Arthur: then, because his wound was deep, The bold Sir Bedivere uplifted him, Sir Bedivere, the last of all his knights, And bore himContinue reading “Morte d’Arthur BY ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON”