Poems about Poetry
THE HOLY TREE
by kapardeli eftichia
In the hands a branches
of olive I keep with
friendship of sun
medal resembles
in this landscape
in the calcined body
the ground, from root golden vein,
under the earth
secretively
a old olive
more deeply it roots
and all grows tall
in plains in slots rocks
in precipices and sides
in airs it stays up
and endures
“Molecules oils” it sprouted
there that goddess
Athina struck
with the spear a skin of ground
kotinos -kallistefanos –
for the Winner
with flower of olive
with flower of soul
Dense hugs
fruit
oil for the light awake
the saints the lamp
the golden spirit
holy harvest
In unquenched time
flow of the sacred tree
awakened immortal
helium touch
the cast shoot
the trunk,
Cyclic in nature
the same root
the bare hands
where the centuries blend
zygiazo light
the sacred heart
kapardeli eftichia
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kapardeli eftichia
A few random poems:
- One Lonely Afternoon by Russell Edson
- Daddy, daddy, I can’t go to school by Raj Arumugam
- The Meeting by Sara Teasdale
- Morning-Glory by Siegfried Sassoon
- Words Of Advice by Ronald G. Auguste
- Eclogues by Thomas Chatterton
- Николай Языков – Элегия (Мне ль позабыть огонь и живость)
- Федор Тютчев – К портрету государственного канцлера, князя А.М. Горчакова
- A winning lot
- Владимир Британишский – Очереди
- Владимир Гиляровский – На Севере
- Song of the Indian Maid, from ‘Endymion’ poem – John Keats poems
- A Draught Of Sunshine poem – John Keats poems
- Яков Полонский – Ночь на восточном берегу Черного моря
- Вера Павлова – Утро вечера мудренее
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: Scroggam, My Dearie:
- Robert Burns: When She Cam’ Ben She Bobbed :
- Robert Burns: The Weary Pund O’ Tow:
- Robert Burns: Lines On Fergusson, The Poet :
- Robert Burns: I do Confess Thou Art Sae Fair: Alteration of an Old Poem.
- Robert Burns: My Native Land Sae Far Awa:
- Robert Burns: Thou Gloomy December :
- Robert Burns: Behold The Hour, The Boat, Arrive:
- Robert Burns: Ae Fond Kiss, And Then We Sever:
- Robert Burns: O May, Thy Morn:
- Robert Burns: A Grace After Dinner, Extempore:
- Robert Burns: A Grace Before Dinner, Extempore:
- Robert Burns: The Keekin’-Glass:
- Robert Burns: Divine Service In The Kirk Of Lamington:
- Robert Burns: The Toadeater:
- Robert Burns: Poem On Sensibility:
- Robert Burns: The Song Of Death: Scene-A Field of Battle. Time of the day-evening. The wounded and dying of the victorious army are supposed to join in the following song.
- Robert Burns: Second Epistle To Robert Graham, ESQ., Of Fintry:
- Robert Burns: Epistle To John Maxwell, ESQ., Of Terraughty : On His Birthday.
- Robert Burns: O Kenmure’s On And Awa, Willie:
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
