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HABIT
Giovanny Gómez
The times the river left its shoes
and ran naked after the wind
the tree turned its top
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HAIKU
Gabriel Rosenstock
as soon as it’s named
the lungwort scatters itself
all over the place

those
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HAIKU
Alex Ben-Ari
Tapping together
the woodpecker
and the tree

Even at the high point of its
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HAIRFALL AND PHOTOCOPIES
Sachin Ketkar
You will chance upon
The secret black and white codes
Of my being
Lying anywhere...
HAKOZAKI ON DEEP BLUE
Masayo Koike
Nothing captured Hakozaki Ichirô’s heart as much as deep blue flowers

One day
When
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HALF A MILLIMETER, LESS EVEN
Zali Gurevitch
I saw the words suddenly dancing
Hovering half a millimeter, less even
Above the page...
HALF A PAIR OF SHOES
Takako Arai
the red poppy is in bloom
a leather shoe, just half a pair,
lies washed up on the
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HALF MOON
Na Ye
Climbs up from the base of an ancient
ballad
a listening
ear
...
HALFWAY
Martin Reints
Right at the end of the passage is a door
but you are halfway, in a room
sitting reading
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HALL
Ruth Lasters
To employ a man or woman
who somewhere full-time in a hall

unfolds chairs...
HALLUCINATING IN THE DARK
Jin Haishu
you’re only uncomplicated when you get talking about your hallucinations
you tell me that LSD
...
HAMLET PRINCE OF DENMARK
Lars Gustafsson
Prince Hamlet of Denmark
but now without his fatal wound
and dressed in a good suit
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HAMLETING
Predrag Lucić
This summer Hamlets are ripe and many
All across our states
Which both
Do and do
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HAMLET’S SPANISH BOOTS
Taja Kramberger
Difficulties refused to agglutinate.  
The stool was aglow, but Holan had no shoes
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HAMMER
Iku Takenaka


A
1  Railway tracks running, railway tracks shining, crossing like
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HAND IN HAND
José Zuleta Ortiz
Many years ago
squirrels went
from the Caribbean coast
to the Pacific coast ...
HAND TO THE PLOW
Ruy Belo
Happy the man who manages sadness wisely
and learns to divide it among the days
Though
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HANDGUN
Rui Lage
Thanks for the memento, granddad:
you left me your handgun.
The trigger’s bent, ...
HANS MEMLING: PORTRAIT OF A YOUNG WOMAN
Willem van Toorn
Maybe Maria Moreel. We see her, at least.
She’s held safe in her frame, too chaste

...
HAPPINESS
Song Xiaoxian
in the depression of afternoon
and dripping with sweat
I am writing a prayer
I lean over
...
HAPPINESS
Mark Boog
Happiness is surmountable. One places it
in a glass case and goes to work.
Those who
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HAPPY BRINGER
Kees Ouwens
I went to see the sea unburdened
I wanted my hands to be free
only my body could come with
...
HAPPY STREETS I
Delimir Rešicki
show me happy streets
your blue
wide thighs
a hospital to make love in its
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HAPPY STREETS II
Delimir Rešicki
this square is
a demented sheet,
plebiscite of light, cocked at dusk,
quiet
soft hum
...
HAPPY STREETS III
Delimir Rešicki
in the wet sand caught on your arm  
someone drew a sea horse
yesterday sea spies
...
HAPPY STREETS IV
Delimir Rešicki
on my spine
on my tights
in the entrance where the kids
draw a rhomboid vulva
like a
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HAPPY STREETS V – (SHETLAND-WOOL SWEAT)
Delimir Rešicki
my girlfriend’s made from the finest Shetland wool
and most beautiful she is when in the city
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HARANGUE OF ONE THAT DIDN’T GO TO WAR
Juan Manuel Roca
I never saw the sweet lady with assyrian eyes
against the railings of a bridge
threading
...
HARBA LORI FA
Cees Nooteboom
So many species! So many individuals
to suffer and smile in these stone-filled hills!...
HARBOUR
Maung Chaw Nwe
They will land here.
A tree or two or three.
A ship or two or three.
Sceneries
...
HARD MORNING
Orit Gidali
It was a difficult morning for us: the light wasn’t kind.
All at once I looked fat. I
...
HARKEMA
Nyk de Vries
She started off handing out hundred-dollar tips in the clubs. A year later they’d gone down to
...
HARVEST
Sergio Raimondi
The concept to consider in the Camagüey conference
was the dialectic between
...
HATCHET IN A KNOT
Peter Semolič
Father, it’s time for us to meet in wakefulness.
You, entirely of memories and ashes. I . . .
...
HATE
Bai Hua
This hate has the smell of fatty meat 
And the smell of ribs 
It springs from
...
HAVING A PLACE
Hester Knibbe
     1

One day the image you have of yourself
no longer
...
HAZARDS OF HINDSIGHT
Monika Kumar
For a moment
forget hindsight
prudence and reconsideration
Hindsight dry-cleans
...
HE
Oleh Lysheha
On the mountain, wet with overripe blackberry,
His dwelling darkens..
With what force a
...
HE DOES NOT WANT
Yanko González
“He
does
not
want
to
die
like
a
dog...
HE SAID WE NEED TO TALK
Ellen Deckwitz
and I said okay, just let me
grab my Labello, that’ll make it   
a
...
HE WHO RETURNS TO WHAT IS LOST
Ramón Cote Baraibar
He who returns to what is lost
will remain standing beside the untouchable.

He
...
HE’S GIVEN ME MY CARDS
Delphine Lecompte
He thinks I’m bluffing
when I say I’ve got pyromania and fourteen short stories
...
HEAD IN AN AMBULANCE
Luiza Neto Jorge
There are cyclical wounds furious flights
inside rounded air sacs
wounds that are thought of
...
HEAD OVER HEELS WITH LIFE
María Mercedes Carranza
I will die mortal,
that is to say having passed
through this world
without breaking
...
HEADING POWER
Astrid Lampe
whistle softly
when mourning
only she knows in minute detail
what a person intends
...
HEADSHAVED
Viktor Neborak
“Place your heads beneath the blade’s edge!”

A good man — a barber — and white doves....
HEART-DEPTHS
Erik Menkveld
See us standing successfully here: a seasoned
wearer of a petrol-blue skirt,
a lilac bodice
...
HEAT WAVE IN STOCKHOLM, JULY 2014
Batsheva Dori-Carlier
White seagulls swoop up and down
like sirens in my head all night.
The flight to Israel
...
HEAVEN ON EARTH
Adonis
No one knows anything of it, except its name,
as if things exist only in utterance....
HEAVEN WATCHES ON
Bai Hua
Twilight falls 
My homeland dries out 
A line of soldiers pass outside my
...
HEAVENLY BODIES
Duo Yu
  
perhaps the palm of the hand  
has to turn into the back of the hand
...
HEAVENLY MAIDENS ON EARTH
Kiyoko Nagase
Heavenly maidens on earth, wedded to fishermen and hunters,
always long for, unable to
...
HEAVENLY SUMMATION
Adonis
Up there, up above,
look at her dangling from the sky’s throat.
Look at her being
...
HEAVY METAL
Guo Jinniu
1.
Me. I draw a knife, chop off the waves, she doesn’t say it hurts.
She is so
...
HEBREW
Yona Wallach
About pronouns and sex English leaves its options open
in practice each I
has all the options
...
HEDGEHOGS, THRESHING MACHINES AND MORE
Andrea Gibellini
Huge machines, phosphorescent red
in the June sun, dig into the hay already stirred from
...
HEILIGER TOD
Manuel de Freitas
It’s not an artistic photograph.
If it were, I wouldn’t talk about it.
It’s me next to
...
HELEN KELLER AVENUE AND 15TH
María Clemencia Sánchez
What a place for a love date.
Those who agreed to meet again
at the crossing of Helen
...
HELICOPTER
Han Lynn
It did’t know where to land
until I signed an H

with the corpses
of
...
HELIX
Duo Yu
the heavy snows stop. we tread on ice
all the way home from the kindergarten
twilight
...
HELL UNDER A SKIRT
Luuk Gruwez
Barely she still calls me mister,
the shrew that’s training me.
Disguised as the dog of
...
HELLO GOODBYE
Kiji Kutani
Even if time
stretched like taffy
from past to future —
that wouldn’t be so bad....
HELP ME, MOTHER . . .
Duo Yu
  
the wind blew the door open, then shut again     night rain
...
HELPERS
Robinson Quintero
Ever since I was a child I have admired their boldness
travelling hanging from the edge of
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HELPLESSNESS
Ewa Lipska
The life which he was bequeathed
as grandma used to say
what kind of inheritance is that
...
HEMLATA
Nirendranath Chakravarti
Some words are roaming in the dark in foreign lands,
some flying in the wind,
some
...
HENCE THAT ILLUMINATION ANGLE (FRAGMENT)
Paul Bogaert
[…]
The mother’s heart has ears that never sleep!
I mean to say
the
...
HENRY MOORE’S WOMEN IN THE GARDENS
Luiza Neto Jorge
The smell of rain has infected the gardens
Henry Moore’s women inhale the air.

And you,
...
HENRY THE NAVIGATOR
Maruja Vieira
On the dawn of May eighteen
the “Santa Eulalia” weighed anchors.
The captain was on the
...
HER LEGS
Jacob Groot
Missing body: I am you
in your fields when I put on
your clothes to undress you: I
...
HER PHOTO IN POLITIKEN
Cecilie Løveid
You could be my child
and I could be your child
and we could look after each other...
HER TOUCH
Rituraj
She will finish her studies and be able to choose
She will be chosen and she will also
...
HER VIEWPOINT
Zhai Yongming
her viewpoint shoots from one end of the bed
to the other     to look as
...
HER WORDS RETURN
Masayo Koike
I have few friends
Among my few friends Miss Jôgasaki
Liked bright, easy to understand
...
HERBAL TEA
Yehuda Amichai


She poured him herbal tea to soothe
him. She said: “your desires...
HERBARIUM
Natalka Bilotserkivets
There’s nothing better than the scent
of a child’s hair... only a dried violet
smells
...
HERE AND THERE
Jean-Michel Espitallier
1. The world is all that is there.
2. The totality of the world is the totality of theres of
...
HERE I AM
Umberto Fiori
About the puff of dust that rises
between the forsythias and the passing cars,
about this
...
HERE I AM
Lev Rubinstein
1
Now here I am!

2
So...

3
So here I am...
...
HERE IS TOLD HOW DON SANCHO TURNED HIS IRE INTO JOY AND HIS SADNESS INTO BALLAD, CAROL AND SWEETNESS OF THE SKY
Álvaro Miranda
Whether it is, whether it’s not, skip over the tail,
grab it by the neck, squeeze its
...
HERE TO STAY
José Miguel Silva
When we most expect it
there’s a knock on the door:
not the postman
and not youth
...
HEREDITY
Louis De Paor
There’s no denying
the blood that goes through me
from my mother’s side,
leaving
...
HERIBERT BARRERA
Yanko González
there are many ways to make men unhappy. one of them is
...
HERITAGE
Chaim Gouri
The ram came last of all.  And Abraham
did not know that it came to answer
...
HERO SLEEPS
Máire Mhac an tSaoi
Blackberry sweet your little clustered head,
My little stranger son, my share of life,...
HEROES DAY HOLIDAY
Chirikure Chirikure
It is Heroes Day holiday,
To commemorate those
Who put their country first
And thought
...
HEROIN - EPILOGUE
Tamir Greenberg
And so, despite my promise, I’ve abandoned you.
You who were so dear to me, I’ve turned you
...
HEROIN 2
Tamir Greenberg
When the needle presses and enters your arm,
You'll sigh in surrender, as if in rapture.
...
HERRINGS
Srečko Kosovel
A barrel of herrings
came to Ljubljana.
They were questioned
about their political
...
HERZL SAYS
Anat Zecharya
Herzl says
hands up
Herzl says
put your hands on your head
Herzl says to me
...
HESTIA DOMESTICA
Dileep Jhaveri
Look, I’m an old-fashioned sort.
I say the fire’s place is in the stove
or in the mud
...
HETERONYMS
Fernando Pessoa
Alberto Caeiro









...
HEY, HEY
Srečko Kosovel
Hey, hey: it's raining on the houses of Ljubljana,
and they curtain themselves in grey
...
HIDING
Ulrike Draesner
as a haughty horse (and foreign tongue) swaying
and stiff regrettably not in the taxi but in
...
HIGH AND LOW
Mbuyiseni Oswald Mtshali
Glorious is this world
The world that sustains man
like a maggot in a carcass....
HILLSIDE LULLABY
Gert Vlok Nel
I live here in the town where the trains whistle
& the shunters shift the trains around on
...
HIM AND HER
Herman De Coninck
Bravely she keeps up
her spirits and bust.
With a temperament like
a reinforced
...
HINGE-ANGEL
Barbara Köhler
things which have nothing to do
with me nor wish to the people
coming and going they
...
HIPPOPOTAMI
Peter Theunynck
They reside in palaces along the Seine.
People dim their chambers’ lights.
People
...
HIS FACE
Wadih Sa’adeh
He sketched his own face and saw
that it looked like someone else.
He added lines and
...
HIS HARDNESS AGAINST MY BACK ON THE SLEDGE IS HEAVEN
Delphine Lecompte
This is a kind of love poem, this is Austria
We’re at ski school, I’m almost
...
HIS MOTHER
Chaim Gouri
It was years ago, at the end of Deborah’s Song,
I heard the silence of Sisera’s chariot so long
...
HIS WORLD BEYOND ME
Salma
In recent times,
There has been
No intimacy between us
I can’t get close
To
...
HISTORY
Edvard Kocbek
History, the blind tumult of man,
the incessant conflict of good and evil.
the sinking of
...
HISTORY IS A HEAVY MATTER
Gcina Mhlophe
History is a heavy matter
It is a strange animal with multiple heads
Colours too many to
...
HISTORY IS RIPPED APART IN THE BODY OF A WOMAN
Adonis
THE WOMAN:
 
The stars, the stars,
and a land without teachings, without
...
HISTORY IS RIPPED APART IN THE BODY OF A WOMAN
Adonis
THE WOMAN:
 
Here I am spilling into everything . . . shattering
and I still
...
HISTORY OF AMOROUS DISCOURSE
Jean-Michel Espitallier
– I love you.
– Me too.
– I know.
– I know that you know.
– I know that you
...
HISTORY OF CULTURE AT THE TURN OF THIS CENTURY
Serhiy Zhadan
You will reply today, touching warm letters,
leafing through them in the dark, confusing vowels
...
HISTORY OF THE FUTURE
Shachar Mario Mordechai
 


Again a new era has been promised. It’s
already here, curled
...
HISTORY PAINTING
Thomas Kling
landscape with patches.
a landscape with patches of cherry. a self
propagating landscape with
...
HISTORY, PART II
Esther Ettinger
And these are my names:
I was named after my paternal grandmother’s mother
Esther and my
...
HIT
Tal Nitzán
In Buenos Aires I didn’t go
looking for my childhood home.
Why roam in streets whose
...
HIT & MISS
Anne Vegter
If it takes time, being Anne Vegter.
Keeping the plates in the air, I
...
HIT AND RUN
Manuel António Pina
More than silence was needed,
what was needed was at least a screaming fit,
a nervous
...
HIT PARADE
Carlos Bedoya
Someone sings
in the kind
darkness
of this nightmare.

A big fleshy
...
HOC EST CORPUS MEUS
Ruxandra Cesereanu
entrails bones blood
tubes of veins and heavy skin
small craters open like fish mouths
...
HODGEPODGE
Habib Tengour
I.
At first sight, they are only incoherent games. Grotesque fillers. Show-off non-sense.
...
HOFVIJFER BY NIGHT
Martin Reints
The water in the ornamental pond reflects
in ripples the lamplight in which the prime
...
HOHHOT
Qin Xiaoyu
Suburb where the grass resists green,
Mother Earth covered in rust stains.
 ...
HOLD ON TO YOUR SHELL
Marije Langelaar
Do not let yourself be robbed, hold on to your shell
hold on to your glasses, do not let go
...
HÖLDERLIN
José Manuel Arango
perhaps madness
is the punishment

for he who violates a secret precinct
and looks in
...
HÖLDERLIN TOWER
Uroš Zupan
34 Chengdujska St., flat no. five,
first floor, three flights up,
straight on and you walk
...
HOLDING-BREATH DIVING
Branko Čegec
yves sent me a message:
a girl from italy watches me under water for the third day, and i
...
HOLE WHALE
Aase Berg
Whales want water
hollow in water
lightness in fatness
flight in
...
HOLLANDS DIEP
Astrid Lampe
my translation professor thinks my sentences are small taps
I am deliberately silent in all
...
HOLUB
Roni Margulies
While I was in Rotterdam
another of my years here on earth came to an end,
and I
...
HOLY
Armando
Blessed, he said.
Called himself a saint from the mainland,
I give you a conscience and
...
HOLY SATURDAY, 25
Odysseus Elytis
ENTERING MY SLEEPLESSNESS last night
just briefly, for a moment, the little goddess
with
...
HOLY WEEK OF MY MOUTH
Miguel Iriarte
Only your repeated absence is left.
That is all I have.
You who disappear, who vanish
...
HOMAGE TO LUIS VIDALES
José Luis Díaz Granados
On awakening, a thought, only a rhythm,
Without music, without hunger, without haste, ...
HOMAGE TO SINGER
Paul van Ostaijen
Swinger
...
HOMAGE TO ST JOHN OF THE CROSS
Nuno Júdice
When I plucked the fruit from those branches
that had never given shade, night fell
quickly,
...
HOME
Roberto Baronti Marchiò
If, with these written acts,
syllables filtering reality
like worms the earth,
I
...
HOME
Sitanshu Yashaschandra
On the roof, it has red, sun-baked tiles.
The doors are light wood, with large copper
...
HOME & CAMP
Zali Gurevitch
I’m not in any camp
I live at home
Not in a camp
But even at home I’ve made myself a
...
HOME AGAIN
Ashok Vajpeyi
How will Mother know
we have come back
to her home
after so many years?...
HOME CINEMA
Marcela Parra
A straight line is spreading out towards the west of my room. It's a timeline. From it vessels,
...
HOME-MOVE
Barbara Pogačnik
Doors make of themselves a torso, a leg catches
into a smile and the entire flat surrenders
...
HOMECOMING
Bernard Dewulf
I love you, though there’s no way I can know.
I think of this when you come home from a day
...
HOMELESS
J. Slauerhoff
Nowhere but in my poems can I dwell,
Nowhere else could I a shelter find;
No love of home
...
HOMELESS POET WRITING TO HIS LOVE
Peter Semolič
I will build us a house made of words.
Nouns will be bricks
and verbs will be shutters.
...
HOMESICK FOR THE DARK
Robert Anker
The dark stumbled on words and then pushed me down
it was my friend after all now turning
...
HOMESICK FOR THE DAY BEFORE YOU CAME
Robert Anker
As we walk along the road
I’d gone beyond Abba, but Abba caught up
with me it was a young day
...
HONEY-WARM PUPILS . . .
Nico Bleutge
. . . and was just this one little bit, something
like skin. that is now being quite closely
...
HOPKINS FOREST
Yves Bonnefoy
I had gone out
To get some water at the well by the trees,
And I was in the presence of
...
HORIZON
Kim Hyesoon
Who drew it – 
The horizon
The crack between land and sky?
Through it,
...
HOROSCOPE
Kunwar Narain
Lying in a field of flowers,
I have often thought about the dew,
fluorescent dots
dripped
...
HORSE
Oleh Lysheha
Someday I'll run away. I can still bite. The mountains
will help me. I was there once. As
...
HORSE JOY (I)
Peter van Lier
Still

standing it persists as a

staying in clusters, munching at grass
...
HORSE JOY (II)
Peter van Lier
Lying,

back to back, in clusters,

‘something a horse rarely indulges in!’,
...
HORSE, SKYWARDS,/ LEAPS OUT OF ITSELF LIKE A WORLDLESS/ FACT
Inger Elisabeth Hansen
The horses must stand whole
The horses must stand whole in the forest
The horses must
...
HOSEA
Álvaro Marín
The prophet Hosea
Predecessor of Friedrich Nietzsche
Did not preach hope to the poor
...
HOSPITAL ILLUSTRATION 3
Che Qianzi
If rude no way out. Filthy, noisy,
I will watch over my hospital memories –
Life?
...
HOT LATE SUMMER
Kazue Shinkawa
What to do with the rose in my garden,
this remaining rose?

I ended up looking at
...
HOTEL
Remco Campert
Late in the Autumn
weather turned
storm pounced on the palm trees
rushed down the
...
HOTEL CENTRAL
Natalka Bilotserkivets
for anyone

in one of the cities where at an uncertain time
capricious fate
...
HOTEL INSOMNIA
Haris Vlavianós
at night
    with the full moon of contradictions
   
...
HOTEL PANAMA
Durs Grünbein
Have we any idea where we will wake one night,
Deep in the future? The shutters are dark,...
HOUSE FOR SALE
Miroslav Mićanović
A house for sale in Gunja
is very simple to describe
in the year two thousand and
...
HOUSE: TWO SCENES
Manushya Puthiran
In a house
where children were
and are now no more,

again and again
the two broken
...
HOUSES
Luiza Neto Jorge
I

The houses came at night
In the morning they’re houses
At night they stretch their
...
HOUSING WARRANTED
Albert Bontridder
What happens to the human being
– that monkey, that wolf –
when he stands
...
HOW CAN . . . ?
Albert Bontridder
How does the form dare
– safeguard of appearance –
with its mathematical
...
HOW EASTERN SINGING WAS BORN
Sargon Boulus
Prophet

I brace myself
Turn my face to flashes of lightning
Rave and wait
...
HOW HE’S THINKING ABOUT HIS FAMILY
Washington Cucurto
Look at him,
how he’s thinking about his family
kissing all the crazy girls in
...
HOW I GOT MY NAME
Charl-Pierre Naudé
(or, A Concise History of Colonisation)


Giving a name to something
is to breath life
...
HOW I LOVE THE WORLD, THE AIR, ITS BREATH
Franco Loi
How I love the world, the air, its breath!
the trees, the grass, the sun, those houses, the
...
HOW MANY TIMES DO WE WANT TO GO HOME
Sharron Hass
How many times during the voyage
do we want to go home?
Slowly the gates of night open...
HOW MANY WINDOWS DOES A PERSON NEED
Dvora Amir
How many windows does a person need to open himself,
so he won’t be like Captain Nemo,
...
HOW MARTIN LUTHER KING WAS DYING
Slavko Jendričko
My mother
keeps the promised yogurt of
paradise in the refrigerator.
Pigs resurrect
...
HOW QUICKLY SHE FORGETS IT ALL
Andriana Škunca
       As it passes her unheard, mother spins time onto a stick, tents it
...
HOW SHOULD I ADDRESS YOU?
Branko Maleš

my wife fell asleep in the bed!
the tv turned off on its own and became
furniture,
...
HOW SOLITARY IS THE MOON
Sara Shagufta
The shadow of a cage is too an imprisonment
I continue to become the shadow of my clothing...
HOW TO CATCH A COLD
Yukio Tsuji
When I feel terribly small
my heart thins out
like a wisp of cloud;
is in danger
...
HOW TO GO TO THE TAO TEMPLE
K. Satchidanandan
from ‘Northern
...
HOW TO MAKE A POEM
Nuno Júdice
If we’re going to talk about how to make a poem,
rhetoric has nothing to do with it. It’s
...
HOW TO SEDUCE OUR WOMAN
Tomas Lieske
A promise. That her never uttered wish
may be fulfilled for an entire night. Promise
that
...
HOW TO TELL THE AGE OF A HORSE, A LOVE POEM
Ronny Someck
The usual way to tell the age of a horse is to look at its teeth.
At six months it has four
...
HOW TO WRITE A MAGICAL POEM
Fadhil al-Azzawi
There is nothing easier than writing a magical poem.
If you have strong nerves and good
...
HOW WE SPOKE
Erik Menkveld
How spontaneously we still spoke
in our well blooded quick to laugh
and clumsy bodies
...
HOYA
Ryuichi Tamura
Hoya is now
in the middle of autumn. I am now
in the middle of misery
The misery
...
HUATO-CARBAU (1947)
Ruy Cinatti
An old man, a youth,
separated by chance.

Out there the breeze,
the
...
HUIDOBRO’S DEATH, DEATH AND RESURRECTION
Juan Cristóbal Romero
A year ago I visited the Cathedral of La Paz.
In my life I’d never seen an alterpiece
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HUMAN ROPE TEAM PROSIMIAN AXE
Sonja vom Brocke
We’re slipping away
watering the nymph temperature
conquering weak plant
...
HUMANITY, FOREVER DRILLING
L.F. Rosen
A house must be able to have edges fraying,
break out of its hinges and locks,
mutter
...
HUMILIATIONS
Ruxandra Cesereanu
I’m naked before god
I pray because I’ve no choice
I stand before god like
...
HUMILITY
Jimu Langge
Within the literary world
of an era not distance past
because something was missing ...
HUMOR ME WITH YOUR SWEET WORDS
Kiyoko Nagase
Humor me with your sweet words.
Please me with your warm voice.
Will you accept and
...
HUMPBACK WHALE
Hu Xudong
Two huge clouds droop from the sky
onto the ocean surface
and in that cleavage, a small
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HUNGER
Roland Jooris
Metaphor...
HUSBANDS
Nurit Zarchi
They present me with a bill
because I wasn’t happy,
and always amaze me with their
...
HUSH BABE
Isabella Motadinyane
Hush babe
walk tall
whistles here and there
smiling like the star
with a round
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HUSH NOW, THE DARKLING MAN
Ingrid Jonker
On the green footpath
of the horizon far
around the earth little one,
an old man
...
HVANNADALSHNÚKUR
Charlotte Van den Broeck
Fingertips, suction pads, don’t fall asleep now
if you don’t fall asleep now we
...
HVAR
Uroš Zupan
The smell of lavender, the island’s symbol, keeps rising
to our bed by the sea. In the long
...
HVAR / GLAGOLI
Miroslav Mićanović
a man enters the vineyard,
sits and weeps at the edge of the island,
where God no
...
HYMN OF AWAKENING
Prabodh Parikh
The one who has returned after awakening
Awaking
Flying, drowning, taking leaps, scooping out
...
HYPNOSIS AT HIGH NOON
Chen Kehua
I'm alive
I am part of the human race, and
I am myself (to the point of obsession)
...
 
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