Poems about Poetry
Paralipomemnon
by April Mae Berza
You coffee is worth a Nobel
A novel I am into for that coffee
is the same panacea
for a patient
etherized
on my desk.
stirring string upon string
on my desk
the Muse
arrived.
I am not a port.
Legerdemain is my name, coffee spilled out
to heal a wound
to wound again and to heal once
more
Muse
Musing, I am not the Muse Homer once called
not even Virgil’s
their songs I tried to replay
is the silence in my name.
April Mae Berza
Copyright ©:
2011
A few random poems:
- Who Says Words With My Mouth? by Rumi
- Mungojerrie And Rumpelteazer by T. S. Eliot
- a gentle day by Raj Arumugam
- Fifth Grade Autobiography by Rita Dove
- The Heäre by William Barnes
- Карие глазки, длинные ноги
- On Your Midnight Pallet Lying poem – A. E. Housman
- Farewell to London poem – Alexander Pope
- Words by William Butler Yeats
- O Singer in Brown by Mary Gilmore
- A Fleeting Passion by William Henry Davies
- Mum and children in the street by Raj Arumugam
- Snow by Walter de la Mare
- The Travelling Bear poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Отзыв на вызов
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Robert Burns: A Poet’s Welcome To His Love-Begotten Daughter: The First Instance That Entitled Him To The Venerable Appellation Of Father
- Robert Burns: Epistle To John Rankine: Enclosing Some Poems
- Robert Burns: Reply To An Announcement By J. Rankine: On His Writing To The Poet, That A Girl In That Part Of The Country Was With A Child To Him.
- Robert Burns: Ballad On The American War:
- Robert Burns Country: In The Character Of A Ruined Farmer:
- Robert Burns: On My Ever Honoured Father:
- Robert Burns: On My Own Friend And My Father’s Friend, Wm. Muir In Tarbolton Mill:
- Robert Burns: On James Grieve, Laird Of Boghead, Tarbolton :
- Robert Burns: Epitaph On Wm. Hood, Senr., In Tarbolton:
- Robert Burns: Remorse: Fragment
- Robert Burns: Wha Is That At My Bower-Door:
- Robert Burns: Green Grow The Rashes: A Fragment
- Robert Burns: My Nanie, O:
- Robert Burns: Song Composed In August:
- Robert Burns: The Rigs O’ Barley:
- Robert Burns: I Dream’d I Lay:
- Robert Burns: Poor Mailie’s Elegy:
- Robert Burns: Death And Dying Words Of Poor Mailie, The Author’s Only Pet Yowe., The. An Unco Mournfu’ Tale:
- Robert Burns: John Barleycorn: A Ballad :
- Robert Burns: My Father Was A Farmer:
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
