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A B C
Margarita Cardona
The little girl bows
Before the letter
Leans towards the poem
The little girl
...
A BEAUTIFUL MILLERESS
Justyna Bargielska
Yesterday I was walking across the desert,
already in the dark, and something...
A BETRAYAL
Kunwar Narain
Pull him out first. Uproot his house
from its foundations
and make it stand on its side like
...
A BICYCLE WITHOUT BRAKES
Dumitru Crudu
During the Soviet Union, like Marcel Tolcea, I had a bicycle, except that mine didn’t have
...
A BIOGRAPHY OF DEFIANCE
Hassan El Ouazzani
It was better for the world not to have existed. It was better
for the dynasty to have kept
...
A BLACKISH TREE
Jūkichi Yagi
As I look up at the blackish tree,
it’s looking down at me
asking whether I still have
...
A BORDER CROSSING AS LONG AS ALZHEIMER’S
Andrej Sen-Senkov
first you forget the names of places
then nouns
then verbs
out of I love you...
A BOTTLE-BORN LETTER FOR ROBBEN ISLAND
Jan Erik Vold
I take a felt pen
and draw
an
Indian

on the canvas
of the sky.
...
A BOY FLYING A KITE IN THE 17TH CENTURY
Benjamin Shvili
on a hill in Jerusalem a boy is flying a kite
his little sister stands beside him
she
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A BRANCH-LIKE FLAME
Caitríona Ní Chléirchín
A branch-like flame
runs through me
when I am with you
I can’t breathe
Lips
...
A BRONZED FACE AND TINY PURPLE VEINS
Kamran Mir Hazar
A bronzed face and tiny purple veins,
A smooth face of Mayan mould,
The colors of saffron
...
A BUM
Nicolás Suescún
Tonight, again,
I went by him
And I heard him say
He has nothing on which to lie
But
...
A BUNCH OF 52 KEYS
Maung Pyiyt Min
Lights
Camera
Action!

Let’s peep through the first keyhole.
This key
...
A BUTTERFLY’S DREAM
Sargon Boulus
A butterfly flying
On an invisible string
Almost touches my chin while I
Drink a
...
A CAGE WITH A PANTHER
Viktor Neborak
You love to ogle skin
that forms the body of a young lady.
You trusted this panther
...
A CAGED CHICKEN
Tin Moe
If I
had
wings.
 
That would
be a poem.
 
If
...
A CART WITH A MARE
Tal Nitzán
“Mattresses,
water tanks taken off the roof,
clothing,
blankets,
doors and
...
A CAT AT THE END OF THE EXPERIENTIAL WORLD
Song Lin
A masochistic cat is more at ease than you
while you sleep, soft paws stepping over your
...
A CAT ON THE HIGHWAY
Julia Wiener
A cat runs along a roadside
Buses and other vehicles are rushing by
The cat intends...
A CATASTROPHIC RUNE
Ma Ei
Don’t you dare touch Maung Chaw Nwe
Don’t you dare touch Aung Cheimt
Don’t you dare touch
...
A CERTAIN INNOCENCE
Luís Quintais
Birds devour the garbage.
Gluttony makes them scramble,
contriving ambushes,
...
A CERTAIN TALL WALL
Shuijing Zhulian
cut off by a wall
one portion of a great ship appears up above the wall
we are forced to
...
A CHORALE
Rutger Kopland
According to his contemporaries Johann Sebastian Bach was
a virtuoso organist – he
...
A CITY RISES
Maria Barnas
Into the city from the top storey.
The streets of Buenos Aires are roaring below.
...
A CLARIFICATION
Najwan Darwish
Judas did not mean to “betray” me—
he never even knew such a big word...
A CLEAR SENSE
Claude Royet-Journoud
dazzle
faced with the nature of the crime
a simulacrum depletes the soil
...
A COFFEE WITH AN IMPRINTER
Justyna Bargielska
So you've been nowhere? I have,
but not nowhere. It could’ve been Abkhazia,...
A CORINTHIAN ODE
Ilja Leonard Pfeijffer
though I speak with the tongues of animals and things
and you did not break or tear me apart
...
A CRACK IN THE PLASTER
Charl-Pierre Naudé
Ruminating on God
one perhaps should forget
the soaring dome of truth
or the
...
A CROW
Shinjiro Kurahara
In a vast expanse of field
a crow with the sun on its back
flying vigorously...
A DAY
Shuntaro Tanikawa
Crows cry
ahh,
ahh
 
At the news of a death
in the morning...
A DAY AT THE CIRCUS
Ellen Deckwitz
You screamed when the lights dimmed    
and the growling started....
A DAY WHEN THE MOUNTAINS ARE VISIBLE
Yosuke Tanaka
Being nice to people—what was that again? People who aren’t used to being nice just act worn out.
...
A DAY'S FOAM
Branko Čegec
after two hours of nervous driving on the gravel road
we entered, still steamy from the
...
A DEAD FISH ON THE BEACH
Jairo Guzmán
You seem like a Buddhist monk
listening to the gong of the galaxies

Were you
...
A DEFENSE OF POETRY
Pierre Alferi
That happens
Here
Between the acute sensation and the latent feeling...
A DEFINITION OF POETRY
Oksana Zabuzhko
I know I will die a difficult death –
Like anyone who loves the precise music of her own
...
A DESERTED PLACE
Salma
At a time
When I believed that I had
Hidden this loneliness of mine
Within myself,
...
A DETAIL
Uroš Zupan
Bathed in red light,
seated at a table,
alone, an unknown woman gets ready
to light a
...
A DOG FOR POMPEI
Vasco Graça Moura
rather than a pair of embracing lovers i propose
a dog from pompei. one that was no
...
A DOG KNOWS BETTER
Sibila Petlevski



In the beginning it is unclear to us that it is enough
what remains when petals
...
A DREAM OF ONE FINE DAY
Chen Kehua
a day eclipsed by cloud
several times you struggle out of bed
to check the thermometer
...
A DRESS OF FIRE
Dahlia Ravikovitch
You know, she said, they made you
a dress of fire.
Remember how Jason's wife burned in
...
A FABLE
Gustavo Adolfo Garcés
It is the rainy season
and the music of water
makes me think
that the poem should
...
A FACE
Jūkichi Yagi
Isn’t there a face somewhere
that really pleases me?
Were I to pass briskly through that
...
A FACE BY THE WINDOW
Srečko Kosovel
I love you, the grey face in the grey
window of the coffee house - the face
with
...
A FAITH WORTHY OF 45 MILLION
Zeyar Lynn
In the communist country of God
The peasants are reinstating Jesus Christ

Three
...
A FEW PLANS FOR THE FUTURE
David Avidan
Let me be a mummy.
Wake me
once every thousand years with a shot of undiluted
...
A FEW PROPOSITIONS WITH BIRDS AND TREES THAT
THE POET CONCLUDES WITH A REFERENCE TO THE HEART

Ruy Belo
Birds are born on the tips of trees
The trees I see yield birds instead of fruit
Birds are
...
A FEW WEEKS AND A FEW YEARS LATER
Jan Lauwereyns
The corpse could not deny what it was it was
past the dog began to bark more often than
...
A FOGGY DAY IN ROTTERDAM
C.B. Vaandrager
You know the feeling: waiting some afternoon
for the fog to come down. Waiting
for the
...
A FOLKTALE
Kedarnath Singh
When the king died
his body was laid
in large coffin of gold.

A handsome body
no
...
A FOOTPRINT
Shinjiro Kurahara
Long ago
a fox ran along a clay river bank.
After an interim
of tens of thousands
...
A FOREIGN LAND
Mandakranta Sen
Wait, before being torn and ripped
Let me memorise your lips
The border of grass
...
A FOREST
Ester Naomi Perquin
What you can do is plant a tree in fresh-turned earth, see branches
reaching for the sky. The
...
A FOX
Shinjiro Kurahara
A fox knows,
on this sunny desloate field,
that it is all alone.
Therefore, it
...
A FRIEND
Toon Tellegen
I had a friend who was dying,
I watched him die,
I heard him die

I stood
...
A FRUIT FULL OF HEART-BROKEN JUICES
Yu Jian
a fruit full of heart-broken juices     placed on morning’s table
Cézanne
...
A GAP
Fatiha Morchid
A gap
Deepening forever
Nobody fills
Nobody
It struggles
But fails...
A GARDEN IN THE EVENING
Rutger Kopland
Things are happening here and I am the only
one who knows which

I shall name
...
A GIFT OF FLOWERS
Stefano Dal Bianco
to the reader

Under the mountain, on the edge of the meadow,
close to the
...
A GLANCE
Zheng Min
What’s beautiful are the two shoulders sinking
into the shadows locking the chest, rich
...
A GLASS OF BEER
Amir Or
The perfect murder has no reasons, he said,
the perfect murder needs only a perfect
...
A GLIMPSE IN THE MIRROR
Najwan Darwish
Sometimes I glimpse in the mirror and see
the ideal I strive for
the gallant savior I
...
A GOD ASLEEP IN A GARDEN
António Ramos Rosa
I saw his smile in the shadows of the leaves
and watched him go to sleep. I felt a
...
A GREAT BIG TREE
Kiyoko Nagase
May I be a great big tree
so big I can’t see those taking shelter under me,
a deep
...
A GREEN THOUGHT
Ryuichi Tamura
It is not
a bleeding rhythm, or
a poetic rhythm that freezes the heart

It is a
...
A GUIDEBOOK ON FORSYTHIA PLANTS
Zang Di
Nearby, there is more than one shrub of spring flowers.
But you shall not be mistaken about
...
A HANDFUL OF RICE
Rajendra Kishore Panda
Only a handful of rice
is the harvest’s yield.
The whole world
hungers for it....
A HAPPINESS THERE WAS
Prabhat
Death sat right before the aunt who’d always had a big fear of death
Like a monstrous black
...
A HEADLESS SNAKE (FRAGMENT)
Jan Lauwereyns
Real thing

It’s the real thing

Is it poetry

I’m
...
A HEART-TO-HEART PRAYER
David Avidan
Lord our god lord you knew
we didn’t know a thing
make us a miracle now so we’ll know
...
A HOLE
Héctor Rojas Herazo
I ask the fat shopkeeper
in all seriousness:
“Are you God, sir?”
And he answers
...
A HOLY WEEK
Sibila Petlevski
We blew the balloons for six whole days,
thought there was no other way one could
frame the
...
A HOMELESS SINDHI WOMAN
Popati Hiranandani
In Akbar the Great’s durbar,
Anarkali, Queen of Beauty, reigned.
Yet
even she
...
A HOPE
Eduardo Gómez
Poor people cut bread with thick hands
scrupulously
into thin slices. 
During
...
A HORSE STOOD BEHIND US
He Xiaozhu
As we ate noodles
a horse stood behind us
There were probably very few that ...
A HORSEFLY
Yukio Tsuji
Even with eyes closed
I know you’ve come
because I hear you whisper in my ear.
(What
...
A HOUSE A FENCE A TREE A BIRD
O. Nimigean
I’ll never travel America
I’ll never ride Brooklyn’s steel rails...
A HOUSE FOR STARS
Toshio Nakae
    Without the help of any classical designer or avant-garde architect, a house is
...
A HUMAN BEING IS HERE
Jon Fosse
A human being is here
and then disappears
in a wind
that vanishes
inwards...
A HUNDRED PERCENT
Jun Er
here is my vacant body
take it away with you if you want
here is the vacant look in my
...
A JAR
Jūkichi Yagi
I want to love a jar.
Today—oh!
O jar, that arises in the calmness of my heart!
...
A JERUSALEM POEM
Shai Dotan
We forgot to close the window at night.
The city broke into our home.
Cars sped across
...
A JOKE THAT'S ALLOWED
Gerrit Kouwenaar
One may not shut one’s eyes
to what’s suffered every letter-second
between cement and
...
A KIMONO
Toshio Nakae
Feeling myself tied to
some deep wonder,
I tie several strings,
fasten the obi
...
A KIND OF BLUES
Kiki Dimoula
Why were you knocking at night on the floor
up above with your all-seeing cane Almighty?...
A KIND OF FORGERY
Nuala Ní Chonchúir
I take your verse,
slit it with my pen
to see what’s hidden
in its deep inside,
...
A KINGDOM OF FALLEN STATUES
Oksana Zabuzhko
Just as children scrawl self-portraits
With two figures – Mom and Dad –
Grasping
...
A KISS
Shota Iatashvili
When you have word-deficiency diabetes,
Three teaspoonfuls of words
I put in your blood
...
A KISS IN BRUSSELS
Benno Barnard
We stand here freezing in our winter coats,
a kiss prevents my breath from showing white, ...
A KISS IN TER KAMEREN
Jos De Haes
Say in the fragmenting air
a throttling fungus has its elm,
orange duck foot get stuck
...
A LAKE
Tian Yuan
If we don’t think it surface stagnation
ripples will form gently on the lake
and also
...
A LANDSCAPE NOT OF THIS PLACE
Esther Raab
Me and him – just
the two of us – and a world entirely empty
only me and him
and
...
A LANDSCAPE WITH THREE MOONS
Sibila Petlevski
A path with ridges like fish bone that end in
the bushes or disappear in the moss hindered
...
A LEADEN FENCE
Hiroshi Kawasaki
Words wish in words
that
they hadn’t been born
words.
They wish they’d rather
...
A LESSON IN INNOCENCE
Héctor Rojas Herazo
Van Gogh once painted
the portrait of the world.
There was everything in it:
the flowers
...
A LETTER FROM ALEKSANDER PUSHKIN TO / ANNA KERN FROM THE OTHER WORLD
Henry Luque
How monotonous eternity is, everything smells
Of wilted flowers, incense and oblivion; ...
A LETTER HEADING FOR WALES
Juan Manuel Roca
You ask me sweet lady
What do I see in these days at this side of the sea.
They inhabit me
...
A LETTER TO A WILD SCYTHIAN
Damir Šodan
Je pense à toi
the wild Scythian who roam the steppe
with enemy’s ears in your purse,
...
A LETTER TO MALAYALAM POETRY
S. Joseph
Met you on the river one day,
Sat together for quite a while.
The river has a window,
...
A LIFE
Song Xiaoxian
I queued up to be born: I was a second child, neglected
I queued up to go to school: I was six
...
A LITTLE DEATH
Nano Shabtai
I invented this story:
in shiny red shoes
I entered the fancy car
(strange, I
...
A LITTLE LEAF
Guido Gezelle
A little leaf once fluttered down ...
A LITTLE PRAYER FOR SUNDAY
Agi Mishol
Give me a break from flashing cops,
the HMO and the temples of social security,
from
...
A LONG BOUGH
Chaim Nachman Bialik
A bough sank down on a fence, and fell asleep –
so shall I sleep.
The fruit has fallen;
...
A LOVE SONG
Toshio Nakae
I’d like to eat this woman:
eat all of her,
without sugar,
without cooking....
A LOVE SONG BETWEEN TWO GENERATIONS
K. Siva Reddy
I am measuring
The distance between me and him
Perhaps I am measuring time too.
Is
...
A MAN FELL ON HIS KNEES
Sargon Boulus
A man fell to his knees
      In the midst of a square


...
A MAN HAD SAT DOWN IN DESPERATION
Vinod Kumar Shukla
A man had sat down in desperation
I did not know the man
But I knew the desperation...
A MAN OF HIS WORD
Juan Manuel Roca
I trace the word skin. At a feast of claws and feathers the word crow dismembers it
like a
...
A MAN OF MY AGE
Nicolás Suescún
I travel in front of a man of my age
bearded as I am, but bent down.
His eyes are lost in
...
A MAN RECITING ALOUD ON THE BEACH
Hu Xudong
A man reciting aloud on the beach
never thought he would be doing this,
sitting
...
A MAN WALKING AROUND HIS HOME
Robinson Quintero
Poetry has no timetable

Poetry is written not when one wishes to
but when She
...
A MAN WITH A DOOR
K. Satchidanandan
A man walks with a door
along the city street;
he is looking for its house.
...
A MARK
Bongekile Joyce Mbanjwa
What kind of beauty do you have?
What kind of honey do you have?
What kind of fish hook
...
A MATTER OF SOME REGRET
Ailbhe Ní Ghearbhuigh
No, I’m not so depressed
As to stay
Under the duvet
All day
That would be
...
A MATTER OF STATISTICS
Piedad Bonnet
They were twenty-two, said the report.
Seventeen men, three women,
two children with
...
A MEDITERRANEAN POEM
Israel Pincas
From inside the ship sailing
far away, I
gaze
...
A MIGRANT’S NOTEBOOK
Ben Younes Majen
I was born an orphan
Amidst other orphans
God created our parents
Society
...
A MINUTE’S LICENCE
Kiki Dimoula
The house a tiny neighbour to the sky.
Nearness’ tendency built so high
on a peak’s open
...
A MINUTE’S SPEECH
Touria Majdouline
To Oujda


The heart of Oujda is of stone,
Its hands a volcano and a wind,
And has
...
A MODERN-DAY MEDITATION
Nitin Mehta
Not all the devils
are cruel, depraved and treacherous
all the time.

Some of them are
...
A MOMENT OF CHARM
Jan Baeke
See how I talk to you between two flashes.
Flesh under the dresses
downy bumble bees
...
A MOVING SONG OF THE MIDDLE CLASS
Geet Chaturvedi
This is one of the rhymes
Taught in Shri Guru Gobind Singh Hindi Primary School
One of
...
A MURMUR ON MY PILLOW
Tatsuji Miyoshi
may my verse
be an inception

my house
can be flimsy

lost in each
...
A NAME
Zvonko Maković
Of course I keep you secret:
I quickly make up lies
with which I would spur the
...
A NET
Sibila Petlevski



Water lets the fish know it’s raining.
Neither the kind nor the quantity of bait
...
A NEW EYE
Sibila Petlevski
We didn’t wait for the first stork above
the roof to fly but we put the nests on
the
...
A NEW MEETING
Jan Erik Vold
A new meeting – and all
the pain

bound
to follow. Even so
...
A NEW WAR A NEW SOUND
Jan Lauwereyns
The evidence for real weeping
seen at a safe distance

must be melancholy...
A NEW YEAR I
Anna Enquist
Not yet. The son still has to marry
and the old man die. There’s still going to be...
A NEW YEAR II
Anna Enquist
This is here, you think, this is now.
Dry weeds, bear’s breech dead
by the
...
A NEW YEAR III
Anna Enquist
Just the way we own the words
we have house, garden and children,
moving over for new
...
A NIGHT IN THE PURPLE TULIP PALACE (ADAGIO)
Yang Lian
In this seraglio night always consists of     moonlight, jade steps and a
...
A NIGHT UNLIKE OTHERS
Mourid Barghouti
His finger almost touches the bell,
the door, unbelievably slowly,
opens.
He
...
A NOOK TO STAY
Andrea Cote
Do not summon any longer, María,
the soul of destitute things
that are no more than the
...
A NOTE FROM 1926
Giampiero Neri
A gold Gander Watch, bought in Bellinzona,
five hundred Swiss francs.
A suit from the
...
A NOTE FROM THE WAR IN KOSOVO
Henrik Nordbrandt
Down in the basement I couldn’t see a thing
because, I discovered, I had my sunglasses on....
A PAGE OF THE NIGHT-BOOK
Tomas Tranströmer
I stepped ashore one May night
in the cool moonshine
where grass and flowers were grey
...
A PAIR OF GLASSES
Savithri Rajeevan
It’s with glasses
In front of my eyes and on my nose
That I see
...
A PEBBLE
Jūkichi Yagi
I’ve been ill for a long time,
and I was walking with my head stooped over
when I found
...
A PEBBLE
Jiang Hao
The air is clean after a shower,
a pebble at the foot of a tree
also clean, speckled
...
A PEKING SALVADOR DALÍ
Qin Xiaoyu
Silent News, Evening News, Sandstorm News
at last the world sees my madness as deep
...
A PERSONAL VIEW OF GRAY
Shuntaro Tanikawa
However white a white may be, it never is a true white. In a white without a single bit of
...
A PIOUS WOMAN
Nicolás Suescún
Slowly, choked,
She knocks against the walls,
She stops here and there
To catch her
...
A PLAIN KOTO
Jūkichi Yagi
If you lay a plain koto
in this brightness
it will begin playing quietly,
unable to
...
A PLEA
Admiel Kosman

Delete me please,
delete me absolutely
from da list,

no more
...
A POCKET KEYBOARD IN SRI LANKA
Mohamed Al-Harthy
Walt Whitman, my master,
I decided,
after becoming addicted to laptops,
to go
...
A POEM
Mostafa Nissabouri
Your land when it surfaces
in orphaned syllables
that land is granted rights to a patrimony
...
A POEM
Arjen Duinker
It’s all right,
You did your work, gardener,
And so did you, hundred-year-old captain....
A POEM ABOUT WHITE APPLES
Valzhyna Mort
white apples, first apples of summer,
with skin as delicate as a baby’s,
crispy like
...
A POEM FOR GOODBYE
Hrvoje Pejakovic
A handy deserted island with a unique folklore, something like a soul with
windowpanes pasted
...
A POEM FOR HENRY HUDSON
Toon Tellegen
My father
lay in the arms of my mother,
my brothers entered the room, asked:
‘Are we
...
A POEM FOR SLAVICA, GIVING IT MY BEST
Taja Kramberger
The best poems are still to come.
I feel it in my bones, in those same bones
that five years
...
A POEM FOR THOSE WHO DESERVE IT
Taja Kramberger
I.

Truly, this poem is only for those
who deserve it:

a poem for those whose soles
...
A POEM FOR WALKING
Prabhat
1

If there were no hope who would walk for the sake of hope

If there were no
...
A POEM OF THE MEDIOCRES
Angshuman Kar
When
Just for a while
I stand on the over-bridge
It seems as if
I’ll
...
A POEM OF THE UNIVERSE
Inuo Taguchi
The tree prefers a quiet life
It’s not that it devotes itself to reading in its
...
A POEM THAT CAN SERVE AS AN AFTERWORD
Mário Cesariny de Vasconcelos
streets where the danger is obvious
green arms of occult practices
corpses floating on the
...
A POET-ANIMAL
Toshio Nakae
Because I am a man long ago forsaken by human beings,
I live on earth, together with the
...
A PRAYER
Admiel Kosman

Orthodox me now, my darling,
orthodox me now, around you,
orthodox me tight, my
...
A PRE-RAPHAELITE ORNITHOLOGIST
Fernando Denis
I think about my golden nineteenth century.
Here each verse clamors among luxurious woods ...
A PROBABLE CONSTANTINE CAVAFY AT 19
Raúl Gómez Jattin
Tonight he will attend three dangerous ceremonies
Love between men
Smoking marijuana
and
...
A PROJECT
Hrvoje Pejakovic
(short version)



Pure.
...
A PROJECT TO CHANGE ALL THE PHOTO FRAMES
Justyna Bargielska
On a long summer day lawnmowers can work from dusk to dawn.
You can wake and fall asleep to
...
A PROMENADE
T. Carmi
Small breasts like clams.
If I wrap my ears in them,
I’ll hear the lovely night fish...
A PSALM
Rutger Kopland
The green pastures the still waters
on the wallpaper in my room –
as a frightened
...
A PSALM FOR MUCH LATER
Leo Vroman
System, say that as time will flee
far past this eternity
no star, no dust, no light
...
A PUDDLE, IN THE COLLOQUIAL SENSE
Sanjin Sorel
A puddle in a water lily is fishing for flies. Helpless, they buzz and bumble. As though teasing a
...
A QUESTION FOR GRACE
Shulamit Apfel
I feel dead. I never managed to ask Grace
if one may open a text with such a statement,...
A QUIET FLAME
Jūkichi Yagi
Each tree
casts a shadow.

A tree
is a quiet
...
A RAZOR
Yukio Tsuji
I silently
watch a grinder
whetting a razor.
“Say, mister,
aren’t you working
...
A READING OF WILLIAM BLAKE
Giovanni Quessep
I am happy, in spite of the death
Watching me from the araucarias;
My joy proceeds from
...
A REAL ESTATE PROBLEM
Adhavan Deetchanya
Panguni-chittirai,
the tamarind season.
Appa would buy it cheap
to last a whole
...
A REBÉTIKO FOR FRANS VAN HASSELT
Maria van Daalen
this morning I stood in the empty kitchen
and cleared up things before I went away
...
A RECKLESS HARUM-SCARUM
Sheng Xing
a scary ghost
who couldn't stand the loneliness of the cemetery any longer
showed up
...
A RED DEBATES WITH CHRISTIANS
Nontsizi Mgqwetho
Where are your daughters? What do you say?
They crossed the land in search of
...
A REFUGEE TALKING
Sargon Boulus
A refugee absorbed in talking
Did not feel the cigarette burn his fingers

Surprised
...
A RIVER IN SUMMER
Yosuke Tanaka
If no one is looking, I cannot get in.

[A dead bird]
[A bird in various
...
A SAINT
Ivan Slamnig
Three cherry trees, one plum tree,
An oak, one half of a sunflower:
a saint has grown right
...
A SCALE OF RED GEMS
Carlos Bedoya
Inside of me night standing
sprinkled with white scales.

After the “good mornings”
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A SCRAP OF MUSIC IN THE BACK OF MY HEAD
Nicolae Coande
while I sleep dogs guard the city they burst forth together
from their narrow universe and
...
A SCREWED-UP BROAD
Tatjana Gromača
She leaves in the morning, comes back shortly before the evening news.
Work hours just like
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A SECRET CODE
Shinjiro Kurahara
What is that coming through
the wrong end of time?
A secret code from the future....
A SELF
Mohamed Bachkar
As if I were nature itself
I stretch my legs
Like two rivers
On the chairs of
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A SERIES OF MINOR WOUNDS
Justyna Bargielska
A girl disappears in the underpass
escaping a man who cries after her.
When my earthly
...
A SHEET OF OCEAN
Kazue Shinkawa
I have memories of
buying a sheet of beautiful ocean.
In a market with a ceiling of blue
...
A SHEET OF PAPER LIT UP BY MEMORY
Rune Christiansen
But still – the poem’s patient independence, and the shallow depths near heaven, a phrase I have
...
A SHOP THAT SELLS PEACE
Kunwar Narain
He sells peace in the neighbourhood.
    His shop
    of
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A SHORT POEM ABOUT DAYBREAK
Masayo Koike
America, in a toilet in Santa Fe
Daybreak
I was urinating softly for a long long time...
A SMALL DAWN
Najwan Darwish
You shone like daybreak in the mind
I could not believe it:
You were a voyager death
...
A SMALL ELEGY
Raúl Gómez Jattin
Why remain a tree
if this two-year summer
tears away my leaves and my flowers
Why remain a
...
A SMALL POEM FOR MY FATHER
WHILE WAITING FOR A LONG
AND EXTENDED CONVERSATION
WHICH VERY PROBABLY
WILL NEVER TAKE PLACE

Nicolás Suescún
With you I can't talk
about anything
even though my eyes
and my nose be yours...
A SMALL WOMAN
Hassan Najmi


On a rainy night she stood crying.
Like defenseless rain she wept.
I did not lift
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A SMALL WORD
Ahmed Barakat
I am going to the market
Please wait till I come back
You can wash your clothes if you get
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A SMELL OF BURNT FEATHERS
Gerrit Kouwenaar
One comes home, it’s march, one opens up
the wintered house, absence and lack
have knotted
...
A SONG
Heiichi Sugiyama
a piece of waste paper all crumpled up
that’s me
trying to get back to its original
...
A SONG FOR JUAN RULFO
Álvaro Marín
The silence of the future ruins
gently move to and fro in helplessness
in this place
...
A SONG FOR SHIVA AS SHE GIVES HIM A BATH
Vaidehi
Having sprinkled some holy water
over the head of the tramp
of the three worlds...
A SONG OF DEPARTURE FOR THE PEARL RIVER DELTA
Liu Waitong
These indistinct pains at the city’s margins like light from inlaid faux pearls, they are
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A SONG OF LONGING FOR
Hiroshi Kawasaki
I long for a very skilful midwife,

for everything
to be neatly settled
by a
...
A SONG OF NOT LIVING AMONG ONE’S OWN
Prabhat
They troubled me so much
that I came crawling out of their world
I looked back so many
...
A SONG OF TEMPTATION FOR NOTHING
Adonis
I do not believe in the minds of the crowd
I believe in light—...
A SPRINKLING OF SNOW
Duo Yu
  
there’s a little light snow    I’ve reached this city’s
...
A STAR AND A BOAT
Kazue Shinkawa
The sun
pokes his face above the horizon
saying, “Good morning!”
but a single
...
A STATION BY THE SEA
Fernando Linero
On the shore of this sea, looking at the big tree trunks floating
I heard the days growing,
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A STATUE FOR NO ONE
Juan Manuel Roca
In bronze. Let it be in bronze the statue of No One. With pedestal. Let it be of marble, its
...
A STEAM ENGINE BEFORE DAWN
Tian Yuan
I

No one can hear the sound as well as I.
While I lay on an elm-wood bed
in
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A STRAND OF HAIR
José Tolentino Mendonça
I abandon house and garden my place at the table
my favorite jacket, folded on the bed ...
A STRANGE DAY
Kunwar Narain
  


I wandered all day
    and nothing happened
I met
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A STRANGE TEMPLE
Manju Kanchuli
The idol behind the shut door of god must be arrayed
with vermilion and rice That I
...
A SUBLIME KITCHEN
Kim Hyesoon

...
A SUBMISSION TO THE NATIONAL DAY SPECIAL EDITION
Maung Day
It rains national identity cards.
The talking puppets from a circus
Perform a scene
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A SUICIDE IN FRONT OF A MIRROR
Srečko Kosovel
A suicide in front of a mirror.
A frightened soul.
The wind moans in the black woods....
A SUNFLOWER SEED’S LINES OF NEGATION
Yang Lian
unimaginable that Du Fu’s little boat was once
moored on this ceramic river
I
...
A SWEETHEART
Jeroen Theunissen
My sweetheart washed flowers
with wood and with stones,
she danced a larger step...
A SWIMMER IS A HORSEMAN
Paul Snoek
Swimming is licentiously sleeping in sprawling water.
is making love with each still operable
...
A SWING
Fatiha Morchid
On the choice swing
Fear hurls me
Into the bosom of “No”
Desire grows for
...
A TABLE OF POSSIBILITIES
Maria Barnas
I took the table to work on.
The legs came off easily and the top isn’t heavy
but now
...
A TALE OF DARKNESS
Duo Yu
once, in the dark, I wrote:
Why don’t you show yourself, Demon?
Stop hiding behind my
...
A THEORY OF GETTING DRESSED
Damir Šodan
this morning ( . . . )
put on the wonder-bra
thinking how good it felt to know
that she
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A THIN GLASS ROD
Jūkichi Yagi
A thin
glass rod
has broken,...
A THOUGHT
Jūkichi Yagi
It seems to me I should go
...
A THOUSAND KISSES DEEP
Stefan Hertmans
Memories, I said, are experiences
That sink in the ooze of your emotions.
A bit
...
A TIME IN HER LIFE
Celia de Fréine
She was attracted to the land –
damp though dry – and to the houses
with their
...
A TOWN IN SOUTHERN GREECE
Titos Patríkios
This town has crippled me, just as long ago
a town might have crippled me,
with its barracks
...
A TRAIN AND THE SLEETY WOODS
Yukio Tsuji
A train skirted the woods in the sleet.
There were a few passengers,
and one of them ...
A TREE
Claude Esteban
A tree and then a tree and then
the cold


I don’t want that blind one
to guide me
...
A TREE
Wadih Sa’adeh
He took two steps forward to touch
a tree he had planted the day before.
Blood flowed
...
A TREE AND A SPARROW
Uroš Zupan
Yesterday the dark sea began to come.
I heard it rise, displacing air,
I heard it grow over
...
A TRUCE
Hassan El Ouazzani
At its
peak,
war leaves the battle-front, wipes
with oblivion its own eyes, passes
...
A TWO-MINUTE SILENCE
Kedarnath Singh
Brothers and sisters
this day is dying
         a
...
A UFO SIGHTING YESTERDAY AT THE EDGE OF TOWN
Maung Yu Py
A UFO sighting yesterday at the edge of town. People are talking about it. Some don’t buy the talk.
...
A USED-SHOE STORE
Mitsuharu Kaneko
   Rain threatening any moment in the May sky.
In a grungy port town, a used-shoe
...
A VARIATION
Endre Kukorelly
And I really don’t know
    now when was I very
honest and when...
A VERY DIFFICULT OBJECT
Shuntaro Tanikawa
Its surface is colored gray and white, and its mass is clearly less than half a cubic meter. On one
...
A VILLAGE
Tatsuji Miyoshi
The deer was held in a dark shed, tied by the horns with a hempen rope. He sat neatly, gracefully,
...
A VISIONARY 1
Ryuichi Tamura
A bird falls from the sky
A field is there
for the single bird shot down when no one was
...
A VISIONARY 2
Ryuichi Tamura
At first
I was looking out of a small window
at half past four
a dog ran past
a
...
A VISIONARY 3
Ryuichi Tamura
The sky is filled with
wreckage adrift in our times
Even a small bird
must pass
...
A VISIONARY 4
Ryuichi Tamura
The voice came to an end. At dawn
when I heard it in a bird cage
I did not know...
A VISIT
Heiichi Sugiyama
I pushed a call-button on the gate
that must have rung a bell
a lamp at the entryway
...
A VISIT FROM NO ONE
Juan Manuel Roca
The rattle of the window
With the August winds
Is the music of No One.
When the air
...
A VISIT TO THE DOCTOR
Vincent Tholomé
(during the experiment in the doctor’s waiting room john cage or his equivalent is to be
...
A VIXEN
Shinjiro Kurahara
When snow falls
on the back of a wild fox,
it becomes a pale blue shadow.
At
...
A WANDERING ESTONIAN
Kazuko Shiraishi
yesterday      I met      a wandering Estonian...
A WATERMELON FIELD
Shinjiro Kurahara
Until yesterday watermelons aplenty were left lying
here and there in the field.
But
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A WEDDING, ONE SUNDAY, AT THE END OF SUMMER
Luis Chaves
At 11, as the first few guests arrive, the inaugural bottle of wine will be uncorked. (Over the
...
A WEIGHT
Umberto Fiori
Thinking back on the remarks
screamed in your face, the sentences
cut suddenly short
...
A WILL
Fatiha Morchid
To Lamia’ the female


To you my little daughter
The ringing of the murmurs...
A WINTER NIGHT IN THE CITY
Antonella Anedda
It has stopped raining now. From the window the world is in drops:
a face without nose, eyes,
...
A WOMAN ANNOUNCES THEIR MASTER’S DEATH TO THE BEES / AND TIES A BLACK RIBBON ROUND THE HIVE
Justyna Bargielska
It’s incredible what one burst pipe could do.
It’s incredible what one man and
...
A WOMAN OF VALOR
Anat Zecharya
The first
places your head on his naked lap
and one might think
you weren’t being
...
A WORD FOR A HOUSE
Giovanny Gómez
Oh Lord give me a word
that has the form of a ship
a ship of inextinguishable sails ...
A WORD FROM GRANDFATHER
Fredy Chicangana
A word from grandfather — do not follow that grey bird
for it is a spirit and it takes you to
...
A WORD IN THE HEART
Vasco Graça Moura
    . . . mit einer Hoffnung auf ein kommendes Wort im Herzen
   
...
A YELLOW NOISE AT DAWN
Giovanny Gómez
There are days that wake up too early for me
hours in which dawn returns
on the fatigue
...
AA! HAIL THE HERO OF BRITAIN!
S.E.K. Mqhayi
When we greet him, we say: Steaming-body;
When we give him a pet name, we say:
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ABDICATION
Fernando Pessoa
O night eternal, call me your son
And take me into your arms. I’m a king
Who
...
ABE LENSTRA
Rutger Kopland
We were at the match, it was raining and blowing a gale,
surrounded by the smell of cigars,
...
ABELARD AND HELOISE
Orietta Lozano
He said: I am yours,
I am the son and father of us two
and I look for you among the
...
ABOUT A GIRL WHO’LL BURN IN HELL
Justyna Bargielska
In the wonderment part of our program
a girl capable of the greatest cruelty,
of
...
ABOUT A WOOD WE SWEAR IS BURNT DOWN
Giovanny Gómez
It is useless to know how much we expect from a love
when the house falls down upon us ...
ABOUT ASSASSINS
Armando Romero

I
The assassins smelled of cattle and earth though they usually traveled in jeeps or
...
ABOUT MY MOTHER
Aharon Almog
How proud my mother was; my son is a poet
the neighborhood women looked at her in awe, her
...
ABOUT THAT MAN KILLED SOMETIME AROUND ELECTION DAY
Goenawan Mohamad
“God, give me Your vote.”

The silence was the silence that follows a dog’s howl when the
...
ABOVE THE MADHOUSE
Srečko Kosovel
Above a madhouse is strolling
a moonstruck moon.
A Shadow-man is walking around a white
...
ABSENCE
Fatiha Morchid
Do not say “absence tastes like madness”
Close your eyes
Wherever you are
You
...
ABSENCE
Esther Jansma
As roses open without you seeing it,
a rose is a rose is, is suddenly knowing:
what
...
ABSENCE
Esther Jansma
As roses open, you do not notice –
a rose is a rose is, is suddenly knowing
that what
...
ABSENCE
Prabodh Parikh
There’s a legend about something
lost in the sky.
I gaze out of frozen eyes
at the yellow
...
ABUNDANCE
Marcela Parra
Sweets are the coins of children. Those that are small and of little value
those that are
...
ACCIDENT
Ameneh Bajour
Crying runs out of the house naked
And from the middle of the garden, naked
The alley
...
ACCIDENTS IN THE PERCEPTION OF TIME
Mária Ferenčuhová
Modes of perception: between channels:
Wordless days, years, periods.
Centuries of
...
ACCOMPANIST
Mangalesh Dabral
Accompanying the main singer’s monolith-weighed voice
His own is beautiful delicate and
...
ACCORDING TO THE RULES
Jan Baeke
You play a game.

You work according to the rules, but don’t say,
...
ACCOUNT CURRENT
Chaim Gouri
And again, as always in the Land of Israel, the stones boil,
earth gives no cover.
And again
...
ACCOUNTANT
Tahel Frosh
Dad, I think your job killed you, when I was little you’d leave the house every morning at an
...
ACROBATICS
Ana Paula Inácio
sitting in Trafalgar Square
during a break with friends
and with time on our hands
we
...
ACTAEON
Mischa Andriessen
I

Lamb on the table.
The men in the room
laugh and betray their claim...
ADAM
Paulo Teixeira
You sit on the threshold of days
with only the politeness of your gestures.
A window opens
...
ADDRESS TO THE CEILING
K. Michel
the dolphin was once a land animal
it walked around and drew breath
under the pressure of
...
ADIEU I
Gaston Burssens
This is, so be it, the last note
that I shall,...
ADIEU XXIV
Gaston Burssens
Adieu. These are the final notes
I’ve tapped out on my ribs and chest.
A chest, in
...
ADJECTIVAL POEM
Piotr Sommer
Amazing spring, warm, humid
and full of backlit trees
in various colors, even if it’s
...
ADMONITION OF A TULIP
Tom Van de Voorde
I want you to stand
like a fist in a vase

glistening obediently
like a
...
ADULTERY
Benno Barnard
When I tell her my lies,
her carnivorous mouth
gobbles my words like flies
in the
...
ADULTERY OF GLASSES
Stefan Hertmans
We drank time out of the bowl
of our hands, until
from our pedestals we clenched...
AES TRIPLEX
Bríd Ní Mhóráin
My first morning to wear that coat of yours,
Your birthday coat at the height of summer:...
AESTHETIC EXPERIENCE
Marcela Parra
At the age of seven she asked her parents:

–that dog over there, is it beautiful
...
AFFINITY OF TONGUES
Gilad Meiri
Grandmother,
I’m like you
in some things:
sitting for hours
bent over the
...
AFFIRMATION
Haris Vlavianós
When will you have to say
           
...
AFFIRMATION (THE BROTHER)
Mischa Andriessen
It amounts to nothing, this weight.
Inadvertently I’ve drifted from where
I
...
AFRICA
Yosuke Tanaka
Mr. Poet who was a sophisticated parasol it was a parasol
Paprika parachute sophisticated Mr.
...
AFTER A BAD DREAM
Henrik Nordbrandt
When I woke, the lid sat in its place
on the big black kettle
and as for the cannibals
...
AFTER A GRANDIOSE EXHIBITION
Loftus Marais
on my way home after a grandiose exhibition
I drive past
road painters at work
their
...
AFTER A NIGHT IN THE ALLEY OF WORSHIPPERS
Yonatan Berg
The point is not the frayed light of six a.m.

or the barking of dogs, half-crazed by the
...
AFTER ALL YOU SAY
Varavara Rao
For me
The scene of writing,
Torsioning out word-chains,
From the seams of the
...
AFTER AUSCHWITZ
Charles Ducal
TEL AVIV 1948–2008

Memory is cut away
with a festive blade.
Then, in
...
AFTER CAVAFY
Toon Tellegen
The philosophers ran into one another in the street.
It was a whim of fate –
not one of
...
AFTER HALF A CENTURY
Chimako Tada
Finally after half a century, a clearly observable law has been found:
For mankind, all
...
AFTER LI PO
Roberto Baronti Marchiò
The day breaks on the Yangtze River
A fisherman, red in the face,
leads his swaying
...
AFTER MY DEATH
Chaim Nachman Bialik
Say this when you mourn for me:

There was a man – and look, he is no more.
He died
...
AFTER THE DEPRESSION
J. Bernlef
On the edge of the newspaper he sketches skelet
tries to cry but that ancient feeling

...
AFTER THE END I
Ashok Vajpeyi
After the end
we will not stay silent
 
We will not quarrel again
we
...
AFTER THE END II
Ashok Vajpeyi
After the end
there will be nothing
no turning back
no change of form
no
...
AFTER THE FALL OF 1956
Dvora Amir
Lines of adhesive tape crossed the glass of the window, cut checkerboards with Margosa branches.
...
AFTER THE LIBRARIAN DIED
P.P. Ramachandran
(1)

Pathumma’s Goat has taken
The place of Ramanan.
The Birds of Kerala has
...
AFTER THE WAR
Jotamario Arbeláez
a day
after the war
if there is a war
if after the war there is a day
I
...
AFTER THUNDER, MANY TRUFFLES
Gilad Meiri
We set out slowly, a family on Passover vacation,
driving to Rabin Park. We stopped at the
...
AFTER WE WERE BEATEN IN WAR (BY JEFFREY ANGLES)
Tatsuji Miyoshi
After we were beaten in war
Ten million babies were born

And that is why the sea is
...
AFTER WE WERE DEFEATED AT WAR
Tatsuji Miyoshi
After we were defeated at war
ten million babies were born

That is why the sea is
...
AFTER WE’RE GONE, THEY KNOW
Mohamed Al-Harthy
This is part of your poem ‘The Fishermen’,
which I read in a café...
AFTERNOON
Vasant Abaji Dahake
This is a complete afternoon:
a thousand shards of solitude.
I count
I match...
AFTERNOON
Carlos de Oliveira
The afternoon was striving
without a sound
in the happy realm of its high
...
AFTERNOON AND A LITTLE GIRL
Tal Nitzán
You get up with your cheeks burning
and your face contracted with the sadness of awakening....
AFTERNOON, SHIFTING VIEW
Nico Bleutge
above the line of the mole. single points, the water
glimmers up yellow when the sun whispers
...
AFTERWARDS
Ahmed Barakat
Why does a loud laugh burst out whenever the train passes by at mid-history
That glassy train
...
AFTERWORD
Joke van Leeuwen
He promised he’d come and haunt her and he came
transparent as expected and hollow.
...
AFTERWORD, INTERIM
Barbara Köhler
Turning, returning again: to unattainable places.
Where being is, but no staying. But where
...
AGAIN
Yael Globerman
Once again the earth asks
and the sky answers with a white lie.
A cloud, that beautiful
...
AGAIN THE ROADS ARE SILENT
Tomaž Šalamun
again the roads are silent, dark peace
again there are bees, honey, silent green fields...
AGAINST LOVE
Charl-Pierre Naudé
And now –
has it come to this?
We’re right next to one another, but so far
...
AGAINST OBSCURITY (6)
Eugénio de Andrade
The gaze lets go from ripeness.
I don’t know what to do with a gaze
overflowing from a
...
AGAINST THE CREAKING GATE
Rutger Kopland
And so we stood against the creaking gate,
as out of this world as horses are.

Again it
...
AGING BOXER
Erik Menkveld
Hauls himself much like an overfull
suitcase into the drawing room,
coquettishly wags
...
AGREEMENTS OF BODY AND VOICE
Ángela García
No one saw the ones
that were in Giordano Bruno
when he spoke

They did not
...
AH! JUNE STAR
S.E.K. Mqhayi
Ah! June star!
The clan of the young AmaNdlamba,
Hayï, the son of my chief!
My chief
...
AHH, MIST
Xiao Kaiyu
A mountain top? A house? A person?
please don’t breathe out again
please don’t put today
...
AHMEDINEJAD
Bart Van der Straeten
listen to the power of the prophet  
he raises his crosier for his
...
AIRBORNE TENNIS
Andrej Sen-Senkov
when they run out of women’s names
they’ll start naming the hurricanes...
AISLING DHUIBHNEACH 2002
Bríd Ní Mhóráin
Blessed is the Indian summer;
Better still, the late harvest of words.
Golden is the
...
ALARM
Michel Deguy
We invent the mastery
Of the scale in which we disappear
The essentially broken poetry...
ALARM CLOCK
Song Xiaoxian
she was supposed to buy an alarm clock
but came back with a rooster

and a few kilos of
...
ALBANIA
Yang Li
back in those days all of us knew about Albania there was no one who didn’t know it was a bright
...
ALBUM
Ali Abdolrezaei
This is my Mum Isn’t she beautiful?
This is my brother and this, my father
If
...
ALES STENAR
Ángela García
I dreamt of sea water
roaring under the gorge.

Up there on the esplanade, ...
ALICE
Margarida Vale de Gato
Heart-hammer, coffin-nails, passion-swindle.
Shakespeare died on an old calendar in April...
ALIEN NIGHT
Kiji Kutani
The smell of my own sweat
emerges from the nightshirt folds
with the scent of a
...
ALINA GOES UP
Liat Kaplan
In the elevator in Assuta Hospital I go down and up don’t hear
anything don’t wanna already five
...
ALIVE
Emmanuel Moses
At the hour when the world ceases to be
you will be sitting under a plane-tree half
...
ALL DOORS ARE OPEN
Edvard Kocbek
The world is full of blood-thirsty persecutors,
but the worst persecution is
when you
...
ALL INCLUSIVE
Anne Vegter
What do you want to give? Or better ask what you last remembered,
it could be worth your
...
ALL OF POETRY COULD BE REDUCED TO THE PREPARATIONS FOR POETRY (ELEMENTARY PROCESSES IN POETRY LEAD TO THE PREPARATION PHASE)
Vlado Martek
I renounce a poem I have
written, with this poem I demolish
the subject of torment that
...
ALL PASSION CONCLUDED
Mirta Rosenberg
Caprices of light
through the top chink
of the shutters
and
...
ALL QUIET ON THE FRONT
Piedad Bonnet
At this time
Cecilio would be bleeding the cow:
he would say to her “quiet” with his
...
ALL STRIPPED DOWN
Manuel de Freitas
Older man, bald and ungainly,
seeks someone to screw who can put up with him
and
...
ALL THE GARBAGE OF THE WORLD, UNITE!
Kim Hyesoon
On the seat you left, two beer bottles, a cigarette butt, two pieces of scratch paper.
Why are
...
ALL THESE YEARS
Marijana Radmilović
The spoon we ate with
everyday, and you stealthily
melted out the bowl.
How come it fits
...
ALL THIS
Knut Ødegård
When we grow old, my dear,
and the crows come to get us
(caw-caw, then off
with
...
ALL THIS FUSS ABOUT SKIN
Sachin Ketkar
1)

To tell you the truth
I am infuriated
By all this fuss
About this
...
ALL TOO RARELY DO WE UNDERSTAND SOMETHING
Elke Erb
B is an intelligent, active, creative man.
If I don’t start with myself, but one like
...
ALL WORDS LOSE THEIR MEANING
Carmen García
All words lose their meaning. All of the words fell, one by one, fractured. Words that remained
...
ALLEGORY
Titos Patríkios
When the oak tree fell
some cut a branch and stuck it in the ground
calling upon people to
...
ALLEGRIA
Pierre Alferi
What is this impulse
It’s an annihilating movement
But it’s also...
ALLEY
Masayo Koike
The small alley
Glimpsed from a fast train
I wonder where it goes?
Perhaps
In
...
ALLUSION
Mehrdad Fallah
Sometimes
the window too
can
play the role of a curtain
behind these
...
ALMOST AN EPIPHANY
Pedro Arturo Estrada
A moment this side of fear:
freshness, the shining of life all around.
Sudden invitation
...
ALMOST SUNG
Davide Rondoni
It seizes its unlimited light December
when you open your eyes to me nearby,
nocturnal
...
ALONE
Chaim Nachman Bialik
Wind blew, light drew them all.
New songs revive their mornings.
Only I, small bird, am
...
ALONG SAMORA MACHEL
Ignatius T. Mabasa
Along Samora Machel Avenue,
I knocked a woman down
But I didn’t stop.

I saw
...
ALONG THE RIVERBANK
Chimako Tada
I stand someplace and watch
People without weight transported
From this bank to that...
ALSO WRITTEN FOR THE CAPE
Loftus Marais
now this old tranny prossy checks her hair
in the antique mirror of the bay: cumulus chic...
ALTERNATE POSSIBILITIES
Moshe Dor
Here is the station of alternate
possibilities – one can get off, or
keep on
...
ALTERNATION
Gloria Posada
Where to find something
other than days
or nights
dawn or dusk
In this
...
ÁLVARO SANCLEMENTE
(1914-1949)

Maruja Vieira
A small line
under your full name
joins your birth
to your death
and a
...
ALWAYS A SUSPECT
Mbuyiseni Oswald Mtshali
I get up in the morning
and dress up like a gentleman –
A white shirt, a tie and
...
AMAZEMENT
Ruy Cinatti
What’s happening inside me is a wonder.
A yes that spreads itself
until its path is
...
AMBER
Tua Forsström
I have an amber ring that
shimmers through the lake’s water

I dive, stir up the
...
AMBITION
Arjen Duinker
After my encounter with the arms dealer
I wandered into a bar to tell about it.

I
...
AMEN
Rajendra Kishore Panda
In the dark
I dug out my burning eyes
And hung them on a milepost.
And then I
...
AMERICA
Ignatius T. Mabasa
Let me make love to my mother,
Let me make love to my sister
Let me talk about it on
...
AMERICA
Yukio Tsuji
I had a dream in which
raising my raincoat collar
in a downpour
I had set off for
...
AMMINJA
Anitha Thampi
Meenakshi
cupped her little palm over Amminja:

This, my school
my bag
my
...
AMONG THE STONES OF THE EARTH
Fernando Linero
I know nothing about the heavens
I hold up with my clumsy words.
Planted in the earth is
...
AMONG THE TREES
Luz Mary Giraldo
I hear life
woodpecker
I hear it everywhere
hitting hard the bark.
It hits
...
AMSTERDAM
Yao Feng
Arriving by car in Amsterdam, midnight near now
Sex Town’s fame makes the street lights look
...
AN ADVENTURE
Justyna Bargielska
Was the Big Bang only about sex? A generic
mistake, a tremor due to other tremors? Oh,...
AN ALLURING VIEW
Jūkichi Yagi
Gazing at this stove
I’m moved to smash it to pieces.

This crackling stove!...
AN ANGEL
Yukio Tsuji
I innocently recall
the distant bells
of Saint-Benoît-le-Bétourné.
and quickly
...
AN ANGEL ON MY SHOULDER
Ivan Malkovych
(An Old-World Ballad)




Along the edge of the world at night
in the light of
...
AN ANNOUNCEMENT FOR MR & MRS LIMAYE
Manya Joshi
i)

Mrs Limaye aap jahaan
Kahin bhi ho foran
Mulund station par chale aaiye...
AN ANSWER
Fernando Linero
Now I am not interested in the sentence that betrays me
or in that with which I could betray.
...
AN APPEAL TO PLUMBERS
Henrik Nordbrandt
I used to use the word suffering
as one might when referring to
a clogged kitchen
...
AN ARM THAT NEVER DID NOT LIE ON HIM
Willem Jan Otten
She’s journeying but out of the first morning
of our lifelong life into a single life
came
...
AN AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL MOMENT
Yair Hurwitz
Now my father must come to terms,
moment by moment, with his other language
to which
...
AN AUTUMN LANDSCAPE
Srečko Kosovel
The sun is autumn calm
as though in mourning;
behind the slender cypress trees...
AN DER GEWESENHEIT
Eduardo Cote Lamus
“It was thus”. “Here it happened”. “There it was”.
“If we walk to our left . . .”
“. .
...
AN ELEGY
Masayo Koike
In one moment on an evening like this
Summer is drawing to a close
In front of a
...
AN ELEGY
Mirta Rosenberg
In my mother’s day
women were provable.
My mother sat next to my grandmother
and
...
AN ELEGY FOR SINDBAD CINEMA
Sargon Boulus
A road
Lined by roofs washed white
        By memories
...
AN ELEGY THAT DOES NOT MOURN
Liu Waitong
fireballs flashed into darkness like frozen stars
nothing else is left, we are the only ones
...
AN ESSAY ON MIDGES
Jan Wagner
as if all the letters had suddenly
floated free of a paper
and formed a swarm in the
...
AN EVENING CHAT
Peter Semolič
Sometimes, if I am bored,
I talk to God. We examine
patterns in the linoleum together,
...
AN EVENING IN SANASAR
Yash Sharma
A melancholy evening sinks
into the bowl of Sanasar . . .

Trees of deodar and
...
AN EXTRACT FROM THE NOVEL “MUD-HOUSE”
Anka Zagar
that is how, that is how one should write
so nobody loves me because of that
and then
...
AN IMPOSSIBLE APPROACH TO A GLASS
Shuntaro Tanikawa
It often takes a cylindrical shape with a base, but not a top. It is a depression that stands
...
AN IMPRINT OF THE PEN
Zvonko Maković
Whatever I touch,
time touches me.
As well as patience, care,

intolerable
...
AN INSTANT
Carlos de Oliveira
This column
of firmer syllables,
this flame
on the summit of the dunes
flaring
for
...
AN INVISIBLE TREE
Ryuichi Tamura
I found footmarks in the snow
When I saw them
I witnessed, for the first time,
a
...
AN INVISIBLE WAITER
Inuo Taguchi
Maitreya Bodhisattva, raising a bite of rare steak to his mouth, said,
“Even we
...
AN ITALIAN EVENING
Davide Rondoni
The chequered tablecloth in the white  
light.
And in the evening.
...
AN ODE TO UNDERPANTS
Shai Dotan
Anat bought me
a pair of
underpants
that she chose herself
at the
...
AN UNFINISHED HOUSE
Israel Har
You are the one I long for, floating on green waters
and from afar I see
a face rising from
...
AN UNORIGINAL POEM ABOUT FEAR
Alexandre O’Neill
Fear will have everything
legs
ambulances
and the armored luxury
of a few
...
ANATOMY LESSON
Juan Manuel Roca
We were given the body
To have our enemy nearer,
To watch him
So he doesn’t have
...
ANATOMY OF MELANCHOLY
Jan Lauwereyns
Is Mount Kilimanjaro high enough?
To shoot yourself in the back?

When your feet sink in
...
ANCESTRAL GROUND
Charl-Pierre Naudé
A couple of years back I spent a weekend
on a deserted farm, in northeast Mpumalanga.
The
...
ANCIENT RIVER
Roni Margulies
The Maas is the oldest river in the world.
It has flowed now for about a million years....
ANCIENT TUNE
Bai Hua


One youth slides off towards the abyss 
And is followed by another . .
...
AND AFTER YOU ALL BECOME RETICENT SHADOWS
Yukio Tsuji
And after you all became reticent shadows
and had gone further upstream,
of course I,
...
AND EVERYTHING WAS POSSIBLE
Ruy Belo
When I was still young before I left home
ready to travel around in the world
I already knew
...
AND I WAS GOING TO THE PARTY
Horacio Benavides
I had bought these white shoes
this white suit to go to the party
but my brother’s
...
AND IT'S DARK
Arjen Duinker
Nothing better
Than the proof
Of the scornful grin
In a word.

What must
...
AND MAYBE ALL WAS WRITTEN
Claude Esteban
And maybe all was written in the book
but the book got lost

or someone threw it in
...
AND NOW ONE DESPERATE
Hrvoje Pejakovic
Although it is probably
too early to speak about it  
I think this evening I
...
AND SO
Sigitas Parulskis
And so
a dark person, vulgar primitive, man-monkey
animal, half-wit, murderer, liar,
...
AND SO, FEBRUARY
Mae Yway
And so, February
Bouquets, chocolates, hotel room, boiled beans and naan, death
The
...
AND SO, JANUARY
Mae Yway
White sheets of paper take flight together
Will they be blown away if I open the window?...
AND THE MOON SINKS INTO THE SWAMP
Gordana Benić
Angel Emanuel saw there was Moon no more, no birth, no life, no death
    The
...
AND THE TREES
Bart Van der Straeten
the here and the now
and the trees

there’s nothing else besides ...
AND THEN
Shuntaro Tanikawa
When it is summer
again
cicadas cry
 
fireworks are
frozen...
AND THIS THE RARITY
Hedva Harechavi
And this the rarity to listen to his breaths
And this the rarity to place wreathes around his
...
AND THOU ART PERMITTED TO ANY MAN
David Avidan
a man lives with a woman for months and years
they share love and joy and hate and daggers
...
AND WHAT IT MEANS
Ilja Leonard Pfeijffer
and what it means to smell of happy grass
to travel in blue irises while the ancient gods
...
AND WHEN SUMMER COMES TO AN END
Nina Cassian
And when summer comes to an end
it’s like the world coming to an end.
Wilderness
...
AND WOULD DAWN NEVER BE
Stefano Dal Bianco
I am the fruit that your staying has generated.

I rebel not and stay close to you
...
ANDANTE CANTABILE
Tian Yuan
The morning that appears in your face vanishes
with the rising of the sun. Dawn that shone in
...
ANECDOTES, REVELATIONS
Mustafa Stitou
Blazing past a pale-blue wrack of cloud
the angel Gabriel probably
in search of a place to
...
ANGELS WE ARE NOT
Kutti Revathi
I

Trees stand upright, devoid of airs
Birds roam aimlessly
Clouds, one of their
...
ANGLER
Lloyd Haft
Where the flow is hindered,
there the gleaming fish
is seen, given,
driven to the thread I
...
ANGLER BY MA YUAN
Lucebert
under clouds birds sail
under waves fly fishes
but in between the angler rests
...
ANGULAR LIGHT
L.F. Rosen
Groping for the wet innards
of the body, at the climax
of the encounter, hands
...
ANGYE IN THE SALSA BAR
Stefan Hertmans
We’re gliding on a stream that flows
from Cádiz across the dream as far
as
...
ANIMALS
Eugénio de Andrade
Far off I see my docile animals.
They are tall and their manes are burning.
They run,
...
ANN DREAMING OF APPLES AND FISH
He Xiaozhu
I have never said
that in big houses there were definitely mushrooms of death
You
...
ANNE
Gerður Kristný
By day there’s not a peep
from Anne who lives
in widowhood overhead
– except when
...
ANNIVERSARY
Roni Margulies
Nearly as many years ago as my age,
the Germans razed this city to the ground.
Not that
...
ANNIVERSARY
Vrouwkje Tuinman
Your former teacher wrote to me that she
had given you a real Smurf house.
How happy
...
ANNIVERSARY MASS
Ruy Belo
It’s been one year since your steps
last walked in our parish
Where do you who belonged to
...
ANNIVERSARY OF LOVE
Yehuda Amichai

Anniversary of love. A hymn from the forties.
Letters like banners waving in the
...
ANONYM 1
Shuntaro Tanikawa
If I stay silent
I must say I am silent
If I cannot write
I must write that I
...
ANONYM 4
Shuntaro Tanikawa
The afternoon sun casts its light
on the corpse of a cat that was just run over
Its soul
...
ANOTHER ABYSS TO CROSS
Edvard Kocbek
What a beautiful, sunny, tranquil day;
no pressures, horrors,
acquaintances or spies.
...
ANOTHER DECADE, HUDSON RIVER
Yang Lian
then      we turn our backs to the symbols

sit
...
ANOTHER DIVINING CAT POEM, ON A SPRING NIGHT
Liu Waitong
Tonight’s loneliness, you.
Not hearing last night’s rain, it’s cold
...
ANOTHER MOON
Stefano Dal Bianco
I saw the brightest moon ever
rise from behind the mountain
and did nothing.
I
...
ANOTHER MORNING
K. Siva Reddy
It’s a great feeling to savour coffee sip by sip early in the morning
recalling some stanza or
...
ANOTHER OF GHALIB'S JOKES
Nachoem M. Wijnberg
I go from door to door like a dog or a cat because otherwise I have nothing to eat,...
ANOTHER ONE TO DO AGAIN, ABOUT CULTURAL ZIONISM
Nachoem M. Wijnberg
Going to Palestine to speak and write Hebrew and starting by translating in your head what you
...
ANOTHER POEM
Mitsuharu Kaneko
My love.
In the end I’ve become
your poop.

And in the narrow shitpot
I’m
...
ANOTHER TITANIC
Kim Hyesoon
Another Titanic, now a pot.
Built, 1911, in Southampton.
Twenty-two knot, a passenger
...
ANOTHER’S TIME
K. Schippers
I run the bath and think,
now put on coffee
in the bath’s time.
 ...
ANTARCTIC
Damir Šodan
Blessed be the whiteness
of distant places,
a clean, ordinary T-shirt
with no one to
...
ANTELOPE
Masayo Koike
It was the autumn of my fifth year when I encountered the antelope
In the hot springs spa deep
...
ANTHOLOGY OF FEAR
Maria Barnas
Bath tubs, mites, itching, acidity, alarm systems, insanity, heights. Jumping from a (moderate)
...
ANTHROPOGENICALLY DISTURBED GROWTH AREA
Ulrike Draesner
off
and on springs from the spring: from
spring-green crocus springs
forsythia
...
ANTICIPATION, AIMLESS, HOPELESS
Sanjin Sorel
No emptiness yet in sight
perhaps something’s happening
just on the edge of becoming
...
ANTIDOTE
Richard Minne
Fame attained
by singing a song
is only a flower
that fades before long; ...
ANTIQUE
Marion Poschmann
Boulders in cant-style hurtling through space.
Heads of famous men hanging on house walls....
ANTON
Mustafa Stitou
Left, a slender gold-haired goddess –
she didn’t deign to notice me.
I brushed it off:
...
ANTONIN ARTAUD
WRITES ABOUT THE ARTIST
VINCENT VAN GOGH

Santiago Mutis Durán
How to write letters to the dead
How to awaken them how to feel
their luminous breathing and
...
ANTS
Robinson Quintero
Rest rest you laborious ones

All day
under the table
you have carried...
APARTMENT 75
Katia Kapovich
The obese woman who used to wake up
our whole house by starting her Subaru at 6 a.m.
has
...
APHORISMS
Kiyoko Nagase
Nihilism’s Corpse

Nihilism is a deep-sea fish.
When it, in the form of language,
...
APOLLO
Teixeira de Pascoaes
From distant smoke and haze
Ethereal and vaporous blue,
Dizzying, the splendor
Of a flame
...
APOLOGIA PRO VITA MEA
Haris Vlavianós
Anatomy of an August night:
you are looking with devotion
at the poem as it slowly
...
APPLAUSE
Wakako Kaku
For every day’s delicious evening meal: Applause!
For the barest subsistence level – only
...
APPLE
Kazue Shinkawa
Mom is
peeling an apple

She is unwinding the end of a red ribbon
wound
...
APPLE
Michio Mado
As I place
one apple
here

the apple,
its mass,
all by itself...
APPLE
Mehrdad Arefani
Friends don’t hear the future
they are of the belief
that one should live sweet and
...
APPLICATION FOR A CONSTELLATION
Dezsö Tandori
Thank you for having chosen me from among my numerous
green-plant brothers.
Of the
...
APPLIED MATHEMATICS
Debarati Mitra
Two and two make four
I can't believe any longer.
Mixing two and two can breed a
...
APPROACHING THE ORGANISED HAREM OF THE OCTOPUS
Namdeo Dhasal
Approaching the Organised Harem of the Octopus
We are approaching the organised harem of the
...
APPROACHING YOU IN ENGLISH
Admiel Kosman

Please, I’m encroaching on Your generosity in English this time. I say...
APRIL
Nguyễn Tiên Hoàng
days like this, against the scores of weather-vanes
autumn books fighting termites, meals of
...
APRIL
Zheng Xiaoqiong
Daybreak was rubbed into a drop of rusted tears
She bent down as if to hear a slight
...
APRIL 1, SUNNY AND WINDY. WE ATE SESAME CAKES AND SALAD FOR LUNCH
Yan Jun
We turned into whatever we ate
turned into sheep, peaches, chicken’s feet, sometimes hot
...
APRIL IN PARIS
Hugo Claus
(in 1951,
when Charlie Parker was still alive)

The undulating bars of Avenue des
...
AR AN IMEALL
Áine Uí Fhoghlú
No tree grows on the marginal slope
where a seafaring people measure
each day by the
...
ARABIC WORK
Ronny Someck
From which thread will the demonstration banner
of Dir Hana’s textile workers be woven....
ARCADIAN
Norbert Hummelt
how strange to leave you behind on a bench in the shade
but I am hot. how strange that I am
...
ARCH OF ICE
Giovanni Quessep
In the garden, the moon
leaves an arch of ice over the wall;  
and in the color
...
ARCHAEOLOGY
Nuno Júdice
I look at the mould of men who were content
to have an outline of the divine. With the
...
ARCHEOLOGY
Esther Jansma
If, then, we have to clothe ourselves,
against the cold, for instance, or in the name of
...
ARCHITECTS
Ester Naomi Perquin
Heard today how even as children
they often longed for a town,
built towers along a
...
ARCTIC PAPER PELT
Sonja vom Brocke
where it mirrors and blurs in its reversal
dries
it would not have expected that...
ARCTIC STARFLOWER
Øyvind Rimbereid
Anywhere in the forest, but often freely
around the underbush, along rich moor edges
or
...
ARIZONA
Nikos Fokas
A desert-scape; unbroken sand; sand lifeless; skin creeping
up to knees
Chest backsides
...
ARK
Xi Chuan
One stormy night I will open by myself
The lonely locked room beside me

I may
...
ARMADILLOGIC
Inuo Taguchi

...
ARMS
Luz Helena Cordero
Many arm themselves for war.
It is necessary.
Others arm themselves for the world. ...
AROUSING SELF-PORTRAIT
Pieter Boskma
I was thinking about the sea as I got on the tram.
But the only breakers breaking were
...
ARRANGEMENT
Remco Campert
The arrangement was he should bring something back
on his return
some souvenir a symbol
...
ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT
Ester Naomi Perquin
If we’d been more useful, our bellies greenish-blue globes,
our hearts the motors
...
ARRIVAL
Ahmed Mejjati
That drunkard stumbled down over his lips and fell.
He shined the mirror’s splinter of his
...
ARS POETICA
José Asunción Silva
The poem is a sacred vessel.  Place in it nothing
    But the purest
...
ARS POETICA
C. (Cornelis) Buddingh’ 
i can remember it as if it were only yesterday:
i was perhaps 22: i sat
brooding over a
...
ART
Volker Braun
She dances on the graves, with grace
With her rogue memory. WE KNOW
WE CAN’T HOLD ON TO
...
ART OF DYING
William Agudelo
Ah, grumbling old age! Bitter enemy!
stop smoking up with your embers
the feeble
...
ART OF DYING (FRAGMENT 2)
William Agudelo
Requiem for the horse
for its always friendly smell and the odour
soaked in guarapo of
...
ART POÉTIQUE
Jacques Roubaud
               What the poem
...
ARTE POVERA
Roland Jooris
You can fold it
like simplicity, you can
tear it up
 
you can leave it
...
AS A CHILD
C.O. Jellema
Turning, the parting child you contemplate,
house empty, it lays flowers on the stairs,...
AS A GARDEN
C.O. Jellema
Outside all you touch, it had to be,
took hold of you, a long expected guest:...
AS A HOUSE
C.O. Jellema
You dream you’re home: the voices cushion you,
calmly discuss what you don’t
...
AS CIORAN GOES SILENT
Pedro Arturo Estrada
In the summits of despair
also silence,
the drunkenness of silence.

In the
...
AS FOR THE QUINCE
Nuala Ní Dhomhnaill
There came this bright young thing
with a Black & Decker
and cut down my
...
AS HE WHO SAYS GOODBYE MANY TIMES
Horacio Benavides
Destiny tied and untied
I say as a sort of consolation

I ask you
in which
...
AS I SIT ON THE GRASS
Kazue Shinkawa
As I sit on the grass
listening to the faltering song
of a little boy, so young yet,...
AS IF SHE WAS MY WIFE
Jan Glas
I found her half-frozen.
All winter she’d been waiting for the geese.
I took her
...
AS IT TURNS OUT
Barbara Köhler
I’ve no say in it everything’s
ready-said for me I like turns
of phrase that transform
...
AS MEMORIES REVISIT
Yash Sharma
Twilight descends
on the minarets of the mind.
The pain swells
as memories
...
AS OF TOMORROW WE’RE GOING STRAIGHT BACK TO THE TREE AND MEETING UP THERE
Daniel Bănulescu
I have lived a short life
No time to fulfil all the good I had promised mankind
Put my
...
AS THE SUN SETS
Conarth Macheka
I am wrapped in fear
when the sun begins sink,
as light forsakes the earth
with
...
AS THOUGH NOTHING WAS GOING ON
Pierre Alferi
Four themes then
Déjà-vu
Sexual ambiguity
Verse & prose...
AS TOLD TO THE POET: 1
Lü De'an
New York, one Sunday morning,
just because I woke late I dreamed lines of poetry.
Lines
...
AS TOLD TO THE POET: 4
Lü De'an
Once, someone far away wrote me a note saying:
The wind likes collecting the things you keep on
...
AS USUAL
Kunwar Narain
As usual
this time also
the police reached the place
much after the incident
so that
...
AS YOU BATHE YOUR MOTHER
Savithri Rajeevan
As you bathe your mother
be mindful
as with a child.
Let the body not slip from
...
ASKING SHIVA
Tom Van de Voorde
what the use is to land a barrel brimming
with seaweed and surge 

and roll
...
ASPHALT
Eva Gerlach
Just now the barge for Haarlem
passed through the street. Along the pavement
towed the
...
ASSISI
Roberto Baronti Marchiò
In a hotel on the square
in the kerosene warmed air,
the sun on our afternoon faces,
...
ASSOCIATED OBSERVATION
K. Schippers
Great Titmouse
Chocolate
Fur
Trumpet
Smell of fire
 
A
...
ASSUMPTION
Norddine Zouitni
If you came into possession
Of a small moon
And some bits of stars,
You could go
...
AT 4 A.M.
Jin Haishu
at 4 a.m.
one by one the various sounds come to life
in the faint dawn glow
the dark
...
AT A BAR CALLED GÖSSER
Vasyl Makhno
After my third beer,
smoke rings all around
a long-haired sculptor,
complains about the
...
AT A DECISION
Menno Wigman
I know the cheerlessness of copy centres,
    of hollow men with newspapers
...
AT ALL TIMES
T. Carmi
Your hand is smaller than mine,
but I see your body
from one end of the world to
...
AT DUSK ALONE
Ashok Vajpeyi
The day will be brimming with people
night shelters full
we will find a place...
AT FULL MOON
Ester Naomi Perquin
I can see him, silhouette of
a man in his bathroom window.
By that light he works on
...
AT HOME
Ivan Malkovych
Again I’ll visit for a day or two,
won’t help with anything again,
nervous, distracted
...
AT HOME
Knut Ødegård
Lisbeth in her apartment block, with its panoramic view.
It’s as if she was in a
...
AT HOME WITH YOU
Stefan Hertmans
It doesn’t tick like the clock
but it comes like rain,
sweeping over the keys...
AT LEAST MAYBE IN SLEEP
Dumitru Crudu
When I really want to talk to my mother I take the bus and get off in the little town on the
...
AT MIDNIGHT IN THE BAKERY AT THE CORNER
Dilip Chitre
At midnight in the bakery at the corner
While bread and butter-biscuits are being baked
I
...
AT NIGHT OUR HOBBIES SOUND LESS OPTIONAL
Delphine Lecompte
The car’s gone
I remember how he groaned
When we got home
Like the
...
AT TABLE WITH A CHAIR
Stefaan van den Bremt
1

Get rid of that calendar full of tear-off wisdom.
That day will not go away.
...
AT THE BATHHOUSE
Rin Ishigaki
In Tokyo
At the public bathhouse the price went up to 19 yen and so
When you pay 20 yen
...
AT THE BOOK FAIR - II
José Miguel Silva
“Do you have books about pleasure?”
mumbles the unarmed
gunner of love.
A kink in
...
AT THE CORPORATION COFFIN OF MRS. P.
Menno Wigman
Asleep? Asleep. At over eighty-three, 
    and having combed her hair each
...
AT THE END OF THE VIGIL
Jayant Kaikini
The nurse is at the bus stop
Leaving the night-shift behind her
A milk van and a rickshaw
...
AT THE ENDS OF THE EARTH (ERCILLA WANDERS OFF FROM THE GROUP Y WRITES ABOUT THE BARK OF A TREE)
Julio Carrasco
It was the end of our trip to the beach; I had distanced myself from the group to study the descent
...
AT THE FERRY
Roland Jooris
Lightly intoxicated
with mist slowness
nears us
like speech feeling its way...
AT THE FLEA MARKET
Kerstin Hensel
Love at junk prices.
Cheap but reliable.
My lover cuts through
the crowd
to the
...
AT THE GATE
Henrik Nordbrandt
1.
In the dream
at the gate to your grave
you stopped me
with the same
...
AT THE KISHINEV SCHOOL FOR DEAF AND MUTE CHILDREN
Katia Kapovich
My first autumn after college I worked
at the Kishinev School for the Deaf and Mute,...
AT THE LIGHTHOUSE
Mitsuharu Kaneko
To the offing. To the ocean where scaly travellers(1) rub their backs, go over one another,
...
AT THE POOL
Rutger Kopland
Happiness was a day at a pool
in the grass ringed round
with trees up to the sky ...
AT THE RESTAURANT
Hédi Kaddour
The owner-chef makes wild mushroom omelettes,
Flamed desserts and even his own dough...
AT THE ROWING COURSE, GHENT
Miriam Van hee
see how my father sets out on the water in a small boat
he rows with steady strokes and in
...
AT THE STAIRCASE
Prathibha Nandakumar
Standing beside the serpentine staircase
he pleaded
come, come away with me,
be my
...
AT THE TABLE BY THE WINDOW
Ion Mureşan
“What a won-der-ful place for weeping and smoking you have here!”
I said to the barman, for
...
AT THE TAGONG STEPPE
He Xiaozhu
1. Insomnia in the Highlands

The highlands
are not a suitable place
for
...
AT TWILIGHT, LONGING FOR MY AMO
Aku Wuwu
Looking left, a black hand
To the right, a black hand
A dark curtain shrouding me
...
AT "THE PRIORY"
Ali Abdolrezaei
I am writing this letter for the girl who lived lonelier
than the moon
the girl who
...
ATLANTIS
Israel Bar Kohav
 
All the sights of the world could be seen in my neighborhood:
Lily’s
...
ATTAINMENT
Heiichi Sugiyama
The station was old and covered with soot. Its window panes were also sooty. A station worker would
...
AUBADE
Benno Barnard
We talk until we see the morning double.
The bar is spinning from the cigarettes.
A
...
AUGMENTATION
Andreas Embiricos
It sometimes happens that one kisses
The hand of a morning reflection
In the silence of a
...
AUGUST 19
Yan Jun
The sesame cakes are burning I pause on top of the fire
white clouds steam up half the
...
AUGUST MEDITATIONS
Haris Vlavianós

...
AUNG CHEIMT GOES TO THE CINEMA
Aung Cheimt
I hear
The ballad
Inside the flower.

Heroes are those who dare cling
To
...
AUNT CHINCA
Armando Romero
I never spoke of my Aunt Chinca for fear of her silence. I remember those long waves of smoke...
AUSPICIOUS OMEN
Inuo Taguchi
Souls resonate with one another
my soul does not belong to me alone
as in an
...
AUTHOR (ALS PRODUZENT, DER)
Sergio Raimondi
The era doesn’t demand our spirits, comrades
of the Institute for the Study of
...
AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH
Lauren Mendinueta
I insist on avoiding nothing
to live is to participate
Anyway is it not more sensible to
...
AUTOPILOT
Barbara Köhler
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN
WELCOME ON BOARD THIS IS MY VOICE MY SELF
I
...
AUTOPSYCHOGRAPHY
Fernando Pessoa
The poet is a faker
Who’s so good at his act
He even fakes the pain
Of pain he feels
...
AUTUMN
Miltos Sachtouris
What’s the girl looking for
in the darkness of the chair?
quickly
as night falls in
...
AUTUMN
Maurice Gilliams
After the summer it is an old men’s land,
here yawns the heath in its vicious gall;
the
...
AUTUMN COLLECTION
Piotr Sommer
And later nothing is the same
unless it’s in a moment of inattention or
forgetfulness,
...
AUTUMN COMES WITH OR WITHOUT US
Claudiu Komartin
See, we can do it too, he told me,
we too can feel safe,
we can lose the thread of the
...
AUTUMN CONVERSATION
Maurice Gilliams
Risen from the ground of weeping
we see this land, like our reflections.
– “Gathered in
...
AUTUMN NIGHT
Martin Reints
The uneasiness in my bowels
reminds me of my intestines

I’m lying in bed my legs
...
AUXILIARY VERBS, LOUD REFERENCES
Irena Matijašević
even a bad relationship has its advantages
it throws you into despair
you have to
...
AVATAR
Dileep Jhaveri
Trees of utter lies,
leaves of flames,
flowers of ash.
Lead me, someone, out of this
...
AVENUES
Norbert Hummelt
fontane came on a day in june along the dusty avenue of
poplars to blumberg, niederbarnim, in
...
AWAKE
Najwan Darwish
Awake for longer than forever
and since before eternity
my waking is the wave that
...
AWAKE FROM A HOMESICK DREAM
Tin Moe
The fluctuating graph
of my dream
deformed and curved
inverted, ...
AWAY
Anneke Brassinga
A roomful of empty shoes, yet
from all of them she rises, resurrecting in
her many
...
 
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