Children’s Taste by Nijole Miliauskaite
there was a time when we ate the swollen buds of linden trees sticky and sweet the sap of cherry trees, more delicious than berries gnawed small green apples, secretly, with black bread spat out the pits of handfuls of red hawthorn berries sucked icicles it was that sort of time End of the poem […]
Cambodian Flower by Norma Martiri
Cambodian Flower by Norma Martiri Falling petals brush her face Fantasies fill time and space. Mae’s soft kisses touch her cheeks A kind whisper quietly speaks. Desperation tugs and bays Darkness fills the longest days. Sweaty faces, frenzied hands Sunny beaches, waves and sands. Dirty kisses lick her neck Torture keeps rebels in check. Favourite […]
Burnt in contemplation by Nishant Deherkar
When i drown in wonder, My thoughts lose their tracks, My mind suffers a chemical romance, I surrender myself to oblivion, Across the clutches of time, Where i find solace in the emptiness Living pessimism with finesse. Livid memories open up wounds, With the guilty, none other than me, I fall into pieces, speckles of […]
The Bonifratrian Hospital by Nijole Miliauskaite
having chosen exile, madness, oblivion their striped clothes faded faces pale they sleep so heavily the hospital garden is still empty, wind sweeps the dust, romantic poets and he is a scar on the wrist, blood flows gently through the veins at the bottom of the hill the narcotic fragrance of ash trees, full clusters […]
Blank by Nizar Sartawi
Is he frivoling or mocking, asking us to fill the blank? (… … …) How do we fill the blank? (… … …) With what do we fill the blank? (… … …) What’s blank? A frenzied whirlpool swallowing humans a black hole gulping space and time. Copyright ©: Nizar Sartawi End of the poem […]
Between Two Moments by Nizar Sartawi
When passion roars in our bosoms for riding on horseback that breaks through fortresses or mounting a cloud to plant in its whiteness the banners of madness or ascending a star to break in its space the barriers of silence it’s alright to search for a myth in whose folds we tuck a few details […]
Between going and staying the day wavers by Octavio Paz
Between going and staying the day wavers by Octavio Paz Between going and staying the day wavers, in love with its own transparency. The circular afternoon is now a bay where the world in stillness rocks. All is visible and all elusive, all is near and can’t be touched. Paper, book, pencil, glass, rest in […]
Basic Overhaul by Nijole Miliauskaite
in a frenzy I turn the whole house upside down from basement to attic, amazing myself, I can’t stop wondering what imp has possessed me, it’s really so ludicrous with no prior plan, although at times it seems all predetermined inside me I choose what to discard, what to give away and to whom and […]
Aquamarine Butterfly by Nina Gabriel
Aquamarine Butterfly by Nina Gabriel Aquamarine Butterfly By Aquamarine waters of my Kingdom, Surrounded with splendor of treasures of my creations, In a hard shell of a Crab, I was sitting and contemplating on my Life’s Journey, One day, as the Golden rays of the Sun touched the Earth, The silky threads of my cocoon […]
An Elegy On The Glory Of Her Sex, Mrs Mary Blaize by Oliver Goldsmith
An Elegy On The Glory Of Her Sex, Mrs Mary Blaize by Oliver Goldsmith Good people all, with one accord Lament for Madam Blaize, Who never wanted a good word,— From those who spoke her praise. The needy seldom passed her door, And always found her kind; She freely lent to all the poor,— Who […]
An Elegy On The Death Of A Mad Dog by Oliver Goldsmith
An Elegy On The Death Of A Mad Dog by Oliver Goldsmith Good people all, of every sort, Give ear unto my song; And if you find it wondrous short, It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran— Whene’er […]
Absolute Divine by Nithin Purple
Then I sharpened my wings for a prissy flight, Through powerful Light that Heavenly be; And that one moment that I relived from my sinful drought, That appealed for many longer years, than brightness ever probe. Sit with you now, and inhaling your songs and verse; Of serene that borrows your vibe, Blessed within me […]
A Sculptor’s Vow by Nikhil Srinivas
I am a sculptor I always yearn to convert A hard rock into A beautiful sculpture- But thinking of transforming Every stone i see Into a great piece of art Is nothing but my greediness May be that is the reason Why all my creations have Some or other defect- However my endeavor Will not […]
A woman’s desire by Oriada Dajko
A lonely woman near a window, looks after the sun under the shadow. Her whisper becomes a cloud. A cloud painted into the sky, created by the hand of God, designed by my mind. A beautiful woman is a wind, which touches deeply my eyes. Copyright ©: Oriada Dajko End of the poem 15 random […]
The Deserted Village by Oliver Goldsmith
The Deserted Village by Oliver Goldsmith Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visits paid, And parting summer’s lingering blooms delayed: Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, where every sport could please, How often have I loitered […]
To The Honble Commodore Hood on His Pardoning a Deserter by Phillis Wheatley
It was thy noble soul and high desert That caus’d these breathings of my grateful heart You sav’d a soul from Pluto’s dreary shore You sav’d his body and he asks no more This generous act Immortal wreaths shall bring To thee for meritorious was the Spring From whence from whence, [sic] this candid ardor […]
To Mrs. Leonard on The Death of Her Husband by Phillis Wheatley
GRIM Monarch! see depriv’d of vital breath, A young Physician in the dust of death! Dost thou go on incessant to destroy: The grief to double, and impair the joy? Enough thou never yet wast known to say, Tho’ millions die thy mandate to obey. Nor youth, nor science nor the charms of love, Nor […]
Phillis Wheatley – Phillis Wheatley
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On The Death of Mr. Snider Murder’d By Richardson by Phillis Wheatley
In heavens eternal court it was decreed How the first martyr for the cause should bleed To clear the country of the hated brood He whet his courage for the common good Long hid before, a vile infernal here Prevents Achilles in his mid career Where’er this fury darts his Pois’nous breath All are endanger’d […]
On Messrs Hussey and Coffin by Phillis Wheatley
Did Fear and Danger so perplex your Mind, As made you fearful of the Whistling Wind? Was it not Boreas knit his angry Brow Against you? or did Consideration bow? To lend you Aid, did not his Winds combine? To stop your passage with a churlish Line, Did haughty Eolus with Contempt look down With […]
On Friendship by Phillis Wheatley
Let amicitia in her ample reign Extend her notes to a Celestial strain Benevolent far more divinely Bright Amor like me doth triumph at the sight When my thoughts in gratitude imploy Mental Imaginations give me Joy Now let my thoughts in Contemplation steer The Footsteps of the Superlative fair Boston July 15 1769 End […]
To The Honble Commodore Hood on His Pardoning a Deserter by Phillis Wheatley
It was thy noble soul and high desert That caus’d these breathings of my grateful heart You sav’d a soul from Pluto’s dreary shore You sav’d his body and he asks no more This generous act Immortal wreaths shall bring To thee for meritorious was the Spring From whence from whence, [sic] this candid ardor […]
His Excellency General Washington by Phillis Wheatley
Celestial choir! enthron’d in realms of light, Columbia’s scenes of glorious toils I write. While freedom’s cause her anxious breast alarms, She flashes dreadful in refulgent arms. See mother earth her offspring’s fate bemoan, And nations gaze at scenes before unknown! See the bright beams of heaven’s revolving light Involved in sorrows and the veil […]
On Friendship by Phillis Wheatley
Let amicitia in her ample reign Extend her notes to a Celestial strain Benevolent far more divinely Bright Amor like me doth triumph at the sight When my thoughts in gratitude imploy Mental Imaginations give me Joy Now let my thoughts in Contemplation steer The Footsteps of the Superlative fair Boston July 15 1769 End […]
America by Phillis Wheatley
New England first a wilderness was found Till for a continent ’twas destin’d round From feild to feild the savage monsters run E’r yet Brittania had her work begun Thy Power, O Liberty, makes strong the weak And (wond’rous instinct) Ethiopians speak Sometimes by Simile, a victory’s won A certain lady had an only son […]
To The University Of Cambridge, In New-England by Phillis Wheatley
WHILE an intrinsic ardor prompts to write, The muses promise to assist my pen; ‘Twas not long since I left my native shore The land of errors, and Egyptain gloom: Father of mercy, ’twas thy gracious hand Brought me in safety from those dark abodes. Students, to you ’tis giv’n to scan the heights Above, […]
To The Right Honourable William, Earl Of Dartmouth, His Majesty’s Principal Secretary Of The State For North-America, by Phillis Wheatley
HAIL, happy day, when, smiling like the morn, Fair Freedom rose New-England to adorn: The northern clime beneath her genial ray, Dartmouth, congratulates thy blissful sway: Elate with hope her race no longer mourns, Each soul expands, each grateful bosom burns, While in thine hand with pleasure we behold The silken reins, and Freedom’s charms […]
To the Rev. Dr. Thomas Amory by Phillis Wheatley
To cultivate in ev’ry noble mind Habitual grace, and sentiments refin’d, Thus while you strive to mend the human heart, Thus while the heav’nly precepts you impart, O may each bosom catch the sacred fire, And youthful minds to Virtue’s throne aspire! When God’s eternal ways you set in sight, And Virtue shines in all […]
To The King’s Most Excellent Majesty by Phillis Wheatley
YOUR subjects hope, dread Sire– The crown upon your brows may flourish long, And that your arm may in your God be strong! O may your sceptre num’rous nations sway, And all with love and readiness obey! But how shall we the British king reward! Rule thou in peace, our father, and our lord! Midst […]
To The Honourable T. H. Esq; On the Death Of His Daughter by Phillis Wheatley
WHILE deep you mourn beneath the cypress-shade The hand of Death, and your dear daughter laid In dust, whose absence gives your tears to flow, And racks your bosom with incessant woe, Let Recollection take a tender part, Assuage the raging tortures of your heart, Still the wild tempest of tumultuous grief, And pour the […]
To S.M., A Young African Painter, On Seeing His Works by Phillis Wheatley
O show the lab’ring bosom’s deep intent, And thought in living characters to paint, When first thy pencil did those beauties give, And breathing figures learnt from thee to live, How did those prospects give my soul delight, A new creation rushing on my sight? Still, wond’rous youth! each noble path pursue, On deathless glories […]
To Mæcenas by Phillis Wheatley
Mæcenas, you, beneath the myrtle shade, Read o’er what poets sung, and shepherds play’d. What felt those poets but you feel the same? Does not your soul possess the sacred flame? Their noble strains your equal genius shares In softer language, and diviner airs. While Homer paints, lo! circumfus’d in air, Celestial Gods in mortal […]
To His Honour the Lieutenant-Governor by Phillis Wheatley
All-Conquering Death! by thy resistless pow’r, Hope’s tow’ring plumage falls to rise no more! Of scenes terrestrial how the glories fly, Forget their splendors, and submit to die! Who ere escap’d thee, but the saint of old Beyond the flood in sacred annals told, And the great sage, whom fiery coursers drew To heav’n’s bright […]
To Captain H—–d, of the 65th Regiment by Phillis Wheatley
Say, muse divine, can hostile scenes delight The warrior’s bosom in the fields of fight? Lo! here the christian and the hero join With mutual grace to form the man divine. In H—–D see with pleasure and surprise, Where valour kindles, and where virtue lies: Go, hero brave, still grace the post of fame, And […]
To A Lady On The Death Of The Three Relations by Phillis Wheatley
WE trace the pow’r of Death from tomb to tomb, And his are all the ages yet to come. ‘Tis his to call the planets from on high, To blacken Phoebus, and dissolve the sky; His too, when all in his dark realms are hurl’d, From its firm base to shake the solid world; His […]
To A Lady On The Death Of Her Husband by Phillis Wheatley
GRIM monarch! see, depriv’d of vital breath, A young physician in the dust of death: Dost thou go on incessant to destroy, Our griefs to double, and lay waste our joy? Enough thou never yet wast known to say, Though millions die, the vassals of thy sway: Nor youth, nor science, not the ties of […]
To a Lady on Her Remarkable Preservation by Phillis Wheatley
Though thou did’st hear the tempest from afar, And felt’st the horrors of the wat’ry war, To me unknown, yet on this peaceful shore Methinks I hear the storm tumultuous roar, And how stern Boreas with impetuous hand Compell’d they Nereids to usurp the land. Reluctant rose the daughters of the main, And slow ascending […]
To a Lady on Her Coming to North-America by Phillis Wheatley
Indulgent muse! my grov’ling mind inspire, And fill my bosom with celestial fire. See from Jamaica’s fervid shore she moves, Like the fair mother of the blooming loves, When from above the Goddess with her hand Fans the soft breeze, and lights upon the land; Thus she on Neptune’s wat’ry realm reclin’d Appear’d, and thus […]
To a Lady and Her Children by Phillis Wheatley
O’erwhelming sorrow now demands my song: From death the overwhelming sorrow sprung. What flowing tears? What hearts with grief opprest? What sighs on sighs heave the fond parent’s breast? The brother weeps, the hapless sisters join Th’ increasing woe, and swell the crystal brine; The poor, who once his gen’rous bounty fed, Droop, and bewail […]
To a Gentleman on His Voyage to Great-Britain by Phillis Wheatley
While others chant of gay Elysian scenes, Of balmy zephyrs, and of flow’ry plains, My song more happy speaks a greater name, Feels higher motives and a nobler flame. For thee, O R—–, the muse attunes her strings, And mounts sublime above inferior things. I sing not now of green embow’ring woods, I sing not […]