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Antonella Anedda
To those who asked him the difference between being sad and
being heart-broken, Nachman
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S
Uljana Wolf
still, it would be sinful, you say, not to speak of swans: six is silence, seven love, and in the
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S
Yanko González
exaggerates. deepens his voice and opines and states. a case he says is emblematic. his argument
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S/S CANBERRA
Roni Margulies
The Canberra was to be put in a dry dock
to be dismantled and sold off piece by piece....
SACRÉ-COEUR!
Jacques Roubaud
Sacré-Coeur!
I can see you
O Baby’s Bottle
With your big
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SAD MEN HAVE NO DANCING PARTNERS
Piedad Bonnet
Sad men frighten birds away.
Down to their pensive foreheads descend
the clouds
and
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SADLY PLANTING
Ann Cotten
Earth, earth to jeezus to any captain!
We go down slowly and well served.
We serve
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SAILING
Henrik Nordbrandt
After having loved we lie close together
and at the same time with distance between us...
SAILING
Fatiha Morchid
I and the sea here
Your breath
In a cell-phone
. . . carries me...
SAILOR’S SONG
Remco Campert
When I was little
I wore a sailor suit
my mother took me
to the pond in the
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SAINT
Kerstin Hensel
God, I give up.
I'll make a monkey of myself too.
The worm
is ticking time
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SAKUNTALAM
K. Satchidanandan
Every lover is cursed
to forget, at least for a while,
his woman: as the river of
amnesia
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SALMON
Shinjiro Kurahara
Some slices of a salmon
on the white dish.
 
At nine a.m. in the water of
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SALT PRAYER
Miguel Iriarte
I have come to say it
With whatever sea there is in my words.

This dish of salt,
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SALT SEEKER
Mark Boog
Salt seeker – seeing tall waves with wide eyes,
not knowing how to catch. But in the
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SALT WITH FIRE
Justyna Bargielska
for Jurek

Do you know how you feel? Some discs
get recorded louder than other
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SALTPETER SORES
Ruy Duarte de Carvalho
Look at this country reducing itself to dust,
to saltpeter sores
and the blackened
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SANTA BARBARA MOTEL
José Zuleta Ortiz
The doorkeeper 
shows the place to the lovers, 
waits for the car to go
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SANTA LIBRADA COLLEGE
Jotamario Arbeláez
labyrinth
in your pool
I bathed naked
like an angel

I evaded the
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SANTA TERESA BEACH, 2006
Luis Chaves
A few days and nights in Malpaís and Santa Teresa. I saw the pelicans, the threat of falling
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SARA
Henry Luque
Made of unreal elements, or secret,
your eyes are the entrance door to the labyrinth. ...
SARAJEVO
Mehrdad Arefani
You were not on the stairway to the plane
You were just kisses tip to toe
I was sneaking
...
SARI
Udayan Vajpeyi
Father is sitting at a long dining table eating a roti with a knife and fork. Fascinated, I sit
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SATURDAY NIGHT ALIVE
Danie Marais
I do the
too-much-retro-beer-during-happy-hour-
on-Saturday-evening
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SATYABHAMA
Basudev Sunani
Satyabhama
Chuckled on the window seat
Of the bus, and then
Hid her face
In her
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SAUDADE
Mario Rivero
They say that all time past is better
and I believe that too
Some long for horse-drawn
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SAUSAGE
Ali Abdolrezaei
Her hands   down in the photograph 
I held with both hands
When she got
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SAVANNAH ALONE
Samuel Jaramillo

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SAXONIAN TWILIGHT
Jules Deelder
In Lower Saxonia central
There once lived a floor lamp
It was tired of awaiting fate...
SAYING NOTHING
Armando
The unsuspecting boy found it breathtaking.
He stared at the branches, the crippled...
SCALE MODEL
Remco Campert
The sun always shines brightly
on the square with public housing
shopping plaza
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SCATTERING OF ASH
Amparo Osorio
Dust turning to dust
with open hands.
There is no room in the sky
for the
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SCÉINE'S REPLY TO AMERGIN
Paddy Bushe
If you are the wind on the sea
            I am the water
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SCENARIO
Han Dong

when I’ve finished this cigarette, I will make my way to the banquet 
travelling
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SCENE
Elmar Kuiper
on the Ferris wheel a jilted lover weeps.
on the merry-go-round a blond girl
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SCENT OF A WOMAN
Edvard Kocbek
The primordial time seems so far away
and yet so mercilessly close.
Some days are painfully
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SCENT OF DARKNESS I
Yonadav Kaploun
I.


scent of darkness, the odor of feet
went out and came in
between
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SCENT OF DARKNESS V
Yonadav Kaploun
V.


not a muscle moving
in His featureless face
as He let me writhe
...
SCHIZOPHRENIA
Liana Mejía
All you do
is laugh with the complicity
of those who murder silence
while you
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SCHLOSS SOLITUDE YOUNG ARTISTS
Washington Cucurto
The benches of the Akademie Schloss Solitude
get filled with young artists who read on sheets
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SCHNITZEL
Dorit Weisman
I am separating the breast into pieces, sharpening a knife,
Removing sinew fats cartilage ...
SCHOOL OF POETRY
Lucebert
I am no sweet rhymer
I am the swift swindler
of love, the hate beneath it heed
and
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SCHUBERT
Anna Enquist
What did we do when she was gone
for good? Throats clamped shut,
legs of clay, no
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SCORPIONS
Dane Zajc
hermits
light hurts them
they feed on sawdust of dusk
live in worm-eaten towers...
SCOTT IN THE SKY
Nathan Wasserman
The stars, my dog sled team,
stopped for a moment to pick up a scent and returned to drag me
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SCRAPS FROM MY DIARIES AND NOTEBOOKS
Harkaitz Cano
Bread, friends, wine. In that order. The first three words of Frankenstein’s monster....
SCREAM!
Abol Froushan
Between the poet and the star
Sat the moon
I sat naked on the balcony
in absent
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SCRIPT
Jayant Kaikini
When did the ant develop a taste for the news?
Or did it always nurse it within?
Crawling
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SCYTHE
Geert van Istendael
Iron beats iron on an iron chair,
sharpened, hardened she comes into her own,
circle
...
SDEROT
Shimon Adaf

It took me twenty years to love
this hole in the middle of nowhere.
The cotton buds
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SEA
Gaston Burssens
The sea here’s the sea
It was born in the Year of Our Lord
Nought more or less and
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SEA
Monica Aasprong
I saw a sea that took the veil
I saw a sea that put up a sail
 
I saw a sea
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SEA JEWEL
Jun Er
this sea water bluer than the sky:
if I could hunt out words in it
I’m sure they’d say it too
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SEA OF BEADS
Maria Barnas
The town turned round
when I looked back. Excuse me please
I thought you were someone
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SEA VIEW
Maria van Daalen
He feeds me salmon as if it’s fish, breaks the
too thin, too white toast, and the salty scent
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SEA, OH SEA
Delimir Rešicki
in 1989
yugoslavia
finally discovered the hamburger.

a crystal submarine
surfaced
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SEAGULLS
Mitsuharu Kaneko
  At the fiery rock snout as in mythical times,
the barnacles, crowding, massing, listen
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SEAHORSES
Sitanshu Yashaschandra
A flash of boats sprouts across ocean fields.

Sailors might take root
But what of
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SEALS
Mitsuharu Kaneko
1
How their breath stinks.
From their mouths, suffocating steam.

Their backs
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SEASON OF LOVE ON EARTH
Udaya Narayana Singh
There’s a season of love on earth
made specially for you and me:
one which begins...
SECOND GENERATION
Yael Globerman
The man who almost wasn't sits down at the table.
The woman who barely made it serves him
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SECOND URBAN PANNEAU
Ron Winkler
say over, say under, say city, say what
you’ve seen, say the silvered, mirror-glassed
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SECRET ISLAND
Meira Delmar
Let time pass between the two
without letting us change soul and soul.

We have
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SECRET LABOURING
Tsead Bruinja

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SECRET LIFE
Fernando Charry Lara
Oh, tell me, tell me, when the night
Makes your quiet smile paler,
The tremulousness of the
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SECRET VISTAS
Eugenia Sánchez Nieto
She saw herself a thousand times in the mirror and was beautiful
three widowhoods
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SECRETS OF THE BEDROOM
Shuijing Zhulian
I’ve drunk a little wine
beside me a few simple clues are
all that remain: there to my left
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SEDGE
Marcel Beyer
Sedge stands over the land, stands
suspended, quite still. Sedge stands,
I hear nothing,
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SEE
Yanko González
See I am his mother/ c/ see that his perception is warped/ doesn’t he c/ he’d be worse
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SEE-SAW
Jan Wagner
make yourself heavier, they call. i close
both eyes, thinking
of sacks of cement, iron
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SEED HOUSE
António Osório
It’s sad not to have a seed house.
It’s useless to cherish those particles lying idle ...
SEEKING THE TREE
Wang Jiaxin
We come to Gotland to look for a lone tree—
The tree in your last film that
Grows
...
SEEN
Armando
Let’s take stock:
at right angles to the foot,
straddling the legs,
above the eyes
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SELF
K. Satchidanandan
My mother didn’t believe
when, in 1945, I appeared to her
in a dream and told
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SELF INTRODUCTION
Shuntaro Tanikawa
I am an old man, short and bald
For over half a century
I have spent my life grappling
...
SELF PORTRAIT
Raúl Henao
Oh, my face is as stupid as undergrowth



I prefer the chirping of
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SELF PORTRAIT
Roland Jooris
What resides in him
unharmed –
it isn’t purity
 
it
...
SELF-ESTEEM
Ann Cotten
The Oil must leak.
The tongue must toil.
Man must use
both tongue and oil.
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SELF-PORTRAIT
Lucas Malan
This genre was perfected by Rembrandt van Rijn
of Jodenbree Street who so deftly drew...
SELF-PORTRAIT AS A DIRTY OLD MAN
Pieter Boskma
The highest form of beauty is a budding beauty,
displayed to me once more by the girl...
SELF-PORTRAIT AS A HORSE
Rutger Kopland
When I was still a horse in a meadow

I must have lived in his body
have seen in his eyes
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SELF-PORTRAIT AS ELEMENT
Pieter Boskma
I was smoking on a wooden bridge over a dark ditch.
The birds in the wood were going wild as
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SELF-PORTRAIT AS FLOWERING LINK
Pieter Boskma
There is a wrinkle in the days.
They no longer spread out properly
as though they are
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SELF-PORTRAIT AS SELF
Pieter Boskma
What is the nature of the self? Today I saw
a coughing sheep but I don’t know if this
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SELF-PORTRAIT AS VOID
Pieter Boskma
A strange wind was blowing; it came from all quarters
and whirled around me like a drunk
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SELF-PORTRAIT OF THE READER
Gaston Burssens
The landscape slides past us
a shabby cow on the side of the track
a village that shyly
...
SELF-PORTRAIT WITH A SWARM OF BEES
Jan Wagner
a moment ago i wore at best a fuzz
around my chin and lips; but now my beard
is growing
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SELF-PORTRAITS IN SPOTLESS CONTEMPORARY SURFACES
Loftus Marais
the city turns me into my own objective correlative
the surfaces force me into reflection...
SEMANTICS
P.P. Ramachandran
An expansive continent
Lies in the word ‘ocean’.

The ‘cow’ conceals
A prowling
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SENTIMENTAL
Judith Herzberg
They are sitting in the car in a traffic jam,
the radio is on, exhaust fumes
and
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SENTIMENTAL EDUCATION
Vasco Graça Moura
we often live according to a rash
notion of stark contrasts between good
and evil, greatness
...
SEPARATION SPIN
Ulrike Draesner
early moring at the mirror i’m
dreaming look i’m going but
breathless
...
SEPTEMBER 2001
Uwe Kolbe
The hotel restaurant closed tonight
          at 10 o’clock for
...
SEPTEMBER 2001. MADDALENA ARCHIPELAGO, ISLAND OF S. STEFANO
Antonella Anedda
This small island riven underwater by U.S. submarines,
where my great-grandfather planted
...
SEPTEMBER 6
Yan Jun
Bats fly in the ultrasonic ocean
like the people watching them in curtains of darkness...
SEPTEMBER SIXTEENTH
Tua Forsström
Night, blue. Night, black.
We so easily think ourselves lost.
But the bells on the small
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SEQUENCE
Rati Amaghlobeli
A, B, C and
I really don’t know what I want.
Perhaps I want a little sister,
O God I
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SER, SERENA, SERENITAS
Taja Kramberger
I’m not talking about miracles,
nor of mysticism or gnosis, no.
I’m talking about the full
...
SERGEI STEPANSKY’ S NARRATIVE
León de Greiff
                           
...
SERIES OF OMENS
Kanaka Ha. Ma.
Don’t disbelieve omens
Omens are clues
Warnings from the soil

Shrivelling up
...
SERNER, KARLSBAD
Thomas Kling
where even in posted areas
the censors babbled.

tall granite masses.
smoky snow. I
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SESTINA
Luís Vaz de Camões
Little by little it ebbs, this life
if by any chance I am still alive;
my brief time
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SET SAIL
Charles Ducal
A door creeks, a light buzzes on.
Caught out a rat flees
into the ceiling.
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SETTLING FOR THE NIGHT
Ifor ap Glyn
It’s a custom with my youngest
to sprinkle “sleeping dust”
over his
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SEX
Nuala Ní Chonchúir
An older boy
his front to my back
hooked around me

His brother nearby ...
SEX ROUGHLY IMAGINED
Dubravko Detoni
Your naked leg drives slowly through my mind as a branch dressed up in white, and stops seven
...
SEXTUS PROPERTIUS
Tua Forsström
Sorry it’s taken me so long to answer, the summer passed so quickly.
Are there seasons
...
SHADOW
Andriana Škunca
Pierced by blackberries the shadow squeezed itself into the rock-garden, crawling between jagged
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SHADOW
Mehrdad Arefani
He keeps running after me
doesn’t turn white, even in the snow – wretched thing
He goes
...
SHADOW AMONG SHADOWS
Lauren Mendinueta
Just like a firebird
Your wings let fall
A deep shadow.
I saw you blacken
As if
...
SHADOW PASSENGER
Pedro Arturo Estrada
Towards the country of the unknown I advance,
slow passenger of shadows.

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SHADOWS
Wadih Sa’adeh
They glided down towards the sea,
drifting from their mountains like soft shadows,
in
...
SHADOWS
Takako Arai
In this place suddenly thrown into disarray
It is impossible to distinguish
Between
...
SHAKA FINALLY FINDS THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE
Alfred Schaffer
in one of his mother’s fashion magazines.
Those eyes and that small chin, those
...
SHAKA’S BRIEF FLIRTATION WITH ROMANCE
Alfred Schaffer
One day he appeared at her door like an apparition.
It must have been his first and last
...
SHAKESPEARE AND U PUNNYA
Tin Moe
Shakespeare and U Punnya.
Not enough chanting and singing.
Learn at school and read at
...
SHAKING
Joko Pinurbo
The bed shook all night long.

Perhaps two souls, two lions were fighting.
Or two
...
SHARING A DRINK WITH LI HO
Lo Fu
Stones shatter
Heaven is startled
Frightened stiff, the autumn rain freezes in mid-air
...
SHARPNESS
Jin Haishu
knife-edges are not the only sharp things
a knife-handle too can be razor sharp
...
SHATTERING
Gabriele Frasca
Dragging feet. From bed to wall.
Spring returns. With new. With old
Quittances. Debts.
...
SHAVA - MUSEYAMWA
Shona Praise Poetry
Thank you Shava
The Great Eland bull, The Runaway
Thank you very much The-one-who-carries
...
SHAVINGS
K. Schippers
In a cupboard in my classroom
there was a globe
below it I placed
a pencil
...
SHE
Fredy Chicangana
To listen to moans, wails and claims there’s time enough
— poetry does not wait —
she’s
...
SHE
Fernando Denis
The red centaur of the golden horns grows,
Bloody clouds burn the copper massif.
...
SHE 1
Viktor Neborak
(rap performance by Kids of the Queenie)

1

I looked at her like at a thing...
SHE 2
Viktor Neborak
(rap performance by Kids of the Queenie)

2

on the balcony you stand
like
...
SHE 3
Viktor Neborak
(rap performance by Kids of the Queenie)

3

(crazy lady)
alone in the
...
SHE 4
Viktor Neborak
(rap performance by Kids of the Queenie)

4

you got ’spensive eyes
you
...
SHE 5
Viktor Neborak
(rap performance by Kids of the Queenie)

5

she be one of a lot
the only
...
SHE ASKS FOR ‘CAFÉ DUBOIS’ WHILE I ASK FOR A GLASS OF ‘TEQUILA’. SVETLANA ALEXIEVICH
Abdelilah Mouissi
It’s not that I cannot go to meet ideas, but I lack the proper suit for such a meeting . .
...
SHE BOARDS A SHIP TO COME TO THE ISLAND OF SILENCE
Carmen García
She boards a ship to come to the island of silence. She is the only passenger. She talks to no one.
...
SHE CATCHES THE NUMBER 24 BUS
Shimon Adaf
What's poetry about that I can hardly walk, even
with a cane I can't get there fast
...
SHE COUNTS ON SEX
Justyna Bargielska
The Church persists that corpses be buried
explaining that Christ himself wanted to be...
SHE ENTERS ON TIPTOE
Lyor Shternberg

I couldn’t any more – 
she entered the shady room on tiptoe
and
...
SHE IS THE SAINT
Miguel Iriarte
Faith goes through me but it doesn’t stop
Its sporadic crosses lightly sign
The worried
...
SHE TOUCHES HIM
Gagan Gill
Very early one morning she touches him
on an unknown planet
in the seventh heaven of the
...
SHE WHO IS GOING TO ADD 1 TO 20
Mae Yway
She is going to add 1 to 20.
She gently floors the brake pedal to each of her right steps
...
SHE WILL COME BACK IN HER BODY
Gagan Gill
She will desire him like sin
She will desire him like virtue
In some unknown place...
SHE, HE AND LANGUAGE
Vaidehi
She said, hunger, thirst.
He said, eat well, drink.
She wept.
He smiled.
...
SHE, JONAH
Kim Hyesoon
What do I do?
I gave birth to a baby inside the belly of a whale
I’m not born yet ...
SHEETS
Stefano Dal Bianco
I have two twenty-year old sheets
and a flowered pillow-case
that I keep at home for
...
SHEETS
Jan Wagner
grandfather was embalmed in his
and carried out, and i

discovered him one year
...
SHELTER
L.F. Rosen
Like a rusty spear a scream
shoots from his throat.
We lay him behind a screen.
...
SHIP'S CHIMNEY
Borben Vladović
In the ship’s chimney the desolate
ocean days were drying wet days
pinned down by the blade
...
SHIPWRECK
Luís Vaz de Camões
Like the weary sailor, the refugee
from wreck and storm, who escapes half-dead,
and then,
...
SHIVER
Roland Jooris
The poem is not lonely.
It is self-willed. Sometimes I hear it
on the blunt water in the
...
SHOCK: FOR BETTINA
Dambudzo Marechera
Like meteorites, through my long
Isolated heart-atmosphere, you
Burst incandescent over my
...
SHOEBOX
Geert van Istendael
Either stacked in rows or alone,
meticulously the inside stays hidden.
What counts is
...
SHOEMAKER
Dunya Mikhail
A skillful shoemaker
throughout his life
he has pounded the nails
and smoothed the
...
SHORT BACK AND SIDES
Paul Demets
The hairline is silver-plated. You catch a whiff of my blueprint.
I nod at the one having the
...
SHORT MUSIC
Andrej Sen-Senkov
the father finds out that his six-month-old child
is hard of hearing.

he starts
...
SHORT POEM OF THE 5 IRONICAL ARTS
Luis Vidales
A slender, nimble
statuette,
a twisted bundle
of ironical lines?
Yes.

Some
...
SHORT-CIRCUIT
Gerrit Komrij
I seek her everywhere. The dancers are
So clearly visible in their green shrine.

...
SHOT
Eva Gerlach
It is the things just in-between, the un-
firm ones, that strike you like a seed-fluff shot.
...
SHOUT OF A BEDOUIN WOMAN
Ella Bat-Tsion

A shout of a Bedouin woman from a Bedouin tribe
Which the state uprooted from their
...
SHOUTS
Gili Haimovich
Gladys left her shouts
in a candy jar, for too long.
Only sweetness remains from
...
SHOW ME
Sibila Petlevski
Show exactly which way the lava had passed or at least
point with your hand at the direction
...
SHOW ME THE MOUNTAIN THAT PACKED UP AND LEFT
Nontsizi Mgqwetho
“Come back,” mountain that left.[i]
There are your people frantically scrabbling,
knowing
...
SHOWING AND TRIPPING
Anne Vegter
It takes intense bliss in this dress to look at neighbours stashing
their rubbish bag in a
...
SIAPANA
Vito Apüshana (Miguel Ángel López)
In Siapana . . . young ladies come out to smile at every visitor from afar.
They say
...
SIBERIA
Bart Moeyaert
Give me your coat
of teddy bear fur.
Wrap me in your winter clothes
and in
...
SIBERIA
Krešimir Bagić
I fell asleep. I woke up. Had a coffee. I didn’t leave the room.
Paris all about me.
I
...
SIBYLS
Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen
Sibyls inside adamantine caves,
Totally loveless and blind.
Feeding emptiness like a sacred
...
SICKLE
Anitha Thampi

...
SIGH MY LOVE
Maryam Hooleh
The day the kite sits in a wheelchair as far as the eye could see
What could my love do for
...
SIGHTS
Hadas Gilad
1.
when the trees bowed toward me
the palms of my hands began to whirl
and
...
SIGN
Ruy Duarte de Carvalho
That was the year that the rains were excessive and mushrooms grew
in dogs’ eyes. The
...
SIGNAL
Tatsuji Miyoshi
A water wheel by the mill. A lone camellia tree in the shade of a thicket.
A butterfly
...
SIGNAL
Srijato
When Kalu Das died young, his wife once signalled to me
I didn’t agree. So she was
...
SIGNALS
Domnica Drumea
I send out meaningless signals
I was born in 1910
my skin is young
criss-crossed
...
SIGNS
Slavko Jendričko
For a long time I watched the sun
    now I’m learning the saint’s trade....
SIGNS OF EXCLAMATION
Monika Kumar
Seeing a watermelon
was my introduction to the Grand
 
Handful, seaful or
...
SILENCE
Aurelio Arturo
Heads of hair and confused dreams  
cover the bodies like muffled
...
SILENCE
Liat Kaplan
Ashen light slowly reveals the Moab slopes, the slopes of the body,
swift and crab prints rustle
...
SILENCE
Eugénio de Andrade
When tenderness
seems tired at last of its offices

and sleep, that most uncertain
...
SILENCE
Luz Helena Cordero
I don’t know where to put this silence.
It goes around the house
it gets into the
...
SILENCE
Toshio Nakae
If I could live without speaking to anyone,
and only communing with animals and plants,...
SILENCE AND MEMORY
José Luis Díaz Granados


I am not afraid, I am never afraid,
Because my father is here,
my
...
SILENCE TO LIVE
Luz Mary Giraldo
I ask for silence to live the flower and the fruit
a journey of doves
and of fish
...
SILENCED POEMS
Boujema El Aoufi
Thus
Are my silenced poems!
I write them with special tenderness
But again end up by
...
SILENUS AT THE RAILWAY STATION
Sergio Raimondi
Lying on one side, with an awkward elbow
leaning on the cement and his head
tipped
...
SILLY JULIET
Ramsey Nasr
silly juliet
what have you done
those eyes snuffed out
your throat squeezed shut...
SILLY TOGETHER
Tonnus Oosterhoff
What do you want me to write about
Ask it today


Stand hunched + crouch by
...
SILVER
Uroš Zupan
Silver are the bellies of fish bargaining with their weight,
trying to discard it in the
...
SILVER GOBLET
Sigitas Parulskis
Jesus C.’s father would come home
drunk
and would hit his son with a heavy
silver
...
SIMILES
Mordechai Geldman
You give of yourself only partially
refusing to give me your body
yet my body
...
SIMONIDES, KING OF PENTAPOLIS
Predrag Lucić
As one of the sailors in Pericles
I stood in front of St Sophia
In the year of
...
SIMPLY ABOUT PEOPLE
Bojan Radašinović
Sandra Manuela her daddy and I
went to visit
my mother in Zagorje
a big event for both
...
SIMPLY EXPRESSIVE
Alexandre O’Neill
Make your verse flawed,
but do it for a reason:
with flaws that aren’t mistakes,
in the
...
SINCE IT’S NEW YORK
Ron Winkler
New York is not the city that never sleeps. New York
is the city where practically nobody
...
SINEAD’S VOICE
Peter Semolič
Sinead’s voice falls into me, impregnating me
as the Holy Spirit impregnated the Virgin Mary.
...
SINGER-SONGWRITER
Martin Reints
You turn on the TV without the sound
and zap until the picture coincides with the sound the
...
SINGING
Fernando Linero
This afternoon in ruins from where I sing
awaiting the time that looks for me, my time. ...
SINGING
Zheng Xiaoqiong
Inside the furnace singing iron, full of memory
It's bass or treble, painful and piercing
...
SINGRAVEN CASTLE
H.H. ter Balkt
St. Albans Grand Steeple Chase charged in here
Under trees that are not the living ones...
SINGULAR
Roni Margulies
In English it’s easy, just add an s
In Turkish too, ler or lar will do
But in Greek
...
SINKING OF THE MENDI
S.E.K. Mqhayi
Yes, this thing flows as a normal thing from that.
The thing we know is not scared of that;...
SIRENS
Barbara Köhler
let’s say I’m “I am” a sign
that sings springs / heaven
& hell / asunder a word
...
SIRENS
Barbara Köhler
let’s say I’m “I am” a sign
that sings springs / heaven
&
...
ŠIROK SOKAK
Predrag Lucić
Milton Manaki
Is caught in a cross-fire:
Bronze partisans
Fight knights of the
...
SISJÖN
Charlotte Van den Broeck
A grandfather and child stand naked at the edge of the lake.
We decide that this is
...
SISYPHUS
Barbara Korun
Through my dreams,
you roll a stone.
My body,
my heart,
groan in sleep....
SITE
George Mario Angel Quintero
Twenty-eight meters
spill onto the corner.
Powdered milk.
Left them in the lock,...
SITTING ON THE GRASS
Jūkichi Yagi
It was my fault.
It was entirely my fault.
Sitting on the grass like this, I see
...
SIX LINES
Han Dong

it’s raining, but this is not the mood of rain 
it’s autumn, but this is not the
...
SIXTH CLOCKED POEM, IN WHICH AN ACTION PLAN IS DRAFTED
Maarten van der Graaff
23:09                Let’s clear this up like a
...
SKAGAFJÖRÐUR
Gerður Kristný
I try to be
kind to the children
so they’ll tend my grave
when the time comes...
SKETCH
Jeroen Theunissen
The ventilator-lady talks
with eyes in her plant.
Yes she has eyes in her plant. ...
SKETCHBOOK
Fatima Naoot
At forty
Ladies’ bags become bigger
To hold blood-pressure pills and sugars lumps...
SKIN
Ifor ap Glyn
We were reluctant pilgrims,
in our school minibus to Rhosyr;
long seconds ticked
...
SKIN DISEASE
Savithri Rajeevan
Your body looks like an
ancient wall painting,
burnt  and peeled off :
the
...
SLAUGHTERHOUSE
Malathi Maithri
After closing the doors,
She draws the curtains
Across the window; and
Removes her
...
SLAVIC GODS
Andriy Bondar
slavic gods play dominoes
on the battered tables of their lost homeland  
they are
...
SLEEP NOW
Herman De Coninck
“Go to sleep now,” I say
to a daughter who is already asleep
and wakes from my words.
...
SLEEP WITH JADE
Song Lin
Every silk robe in the wardrobe wants to fly out of the window
To hang up on the willow trees
...
SLEEPER
Luz Helena Cordero
A man sleeping in the park
while cars cover him with smoke,
the city walks by him
...
SLEEPING AROUND
Henrik Nordbrandt
I love to sleep around
in foreign rooms
with foreign women
and hear the rain on the
...
SLEEPING AS IN A CAVERN
Mohamed Bachkar
I slept as in a cavern
And when I woke up
Thanks to the sun’s erasure of darkness
I saw
...
SLEEPING BUDS
Guido Gezelle

...
SLEEPLESS NIGHT
Wawn Awng
In the darkness of night,
head fallen on pillow,
pairs of eyelids connect
and try
...
SLIGHT BREEZE
Song Xiaoxian
a slight breeze can make for
a bigger potato crop

a slight breeze can make
...
SLOW DUSK
Maruja Vieira
My hands they are filled
with the sun and scents of sun.
The dusks return to me ever
...
SLOWING
Adi Assis
I slow down.
Stars continue to flow.
At the end of the room, a door,
through the
...
SLUMBER
Chandrakanta Murasingh
I am now deep in silent sleep.
Like a child suckling, nestled at its mother’s breast,...
SLY SLINK
Ulrike Draesner
sly slink to the shelves: the way you remove
an old book and read till the dawn’s
...
SMALL FOX
Al-Saddiq Al-Raddi
Suddenly – a small fox, playful,
floods your wounded heart with joy
He searches your
...
SMALL HOUSE
Mark Boog
Small house, but throw a ball through it some time
and it becomes quite large. See all those
...
SMALL ROMAN HEAD FROM MILREU
Jorge de Sena
This evanescent, acute head,
so sweet in her decapitated look,
reveals nothing of the
...
SMALL ROMANTIC IMPROVISATION
Julio Carrasco
Nervousness made be bite the nail of my left ring finger
the last time I was practicing the
...
SMOOTHNESS
Lars Gustafsson
Here the calm smoothness ruled
which could be disturbed by a single oarstroke.
The
...
SNAP-BUTTON
Anamika
My brother explained this to me:
Stars
are the snap-buttons sewn on the jacket of
...
SNORKELLING
Joke van Leeuwen
Half in the sea, half in the air, borne up
a chimney on and looking down
the inquisitive
...
SNOW
Shang Qin
I fold a letter from the back, it’s whiter on this side, a good thing
that man doesn’t like to
...
SNOW
Marcel Beyer
Now which do you mean, the seagulls, the boots
on the dock at night, the snow at night?
...
SNOW
Ilja Leonard Pfeijffer
the pregnant full rhyme from cot to cot
that pathetic peripeteia of being a daddy
always
...
SNOW
Hiroshi Kawasaki
I’d like to meet
the Snow Woman*.

I’d like to draw on that hot skin of hers
a
...
SNOW
Philippe Beck
Winter comes down from the snow.
Mass of ancient snow.
Slowly warmed up.
It is a
...
SNOW
Gaston Burssens
Sparrows chirp loudly
cars hum more loudly
trams ring most loudly

Through the
...
SNOW
Xi Chuan
The basic meaning of snow is purity, but what it brings
Is absence: absence of starlight ...
SNOW
Domnica Drumea
my life is an endless field of snow.
in front of the window, I tell you that snow wipes away
...
SNOW AND LOVE
Lêdo Ivo
On this day of burning heat, I’m waiting for snow.
I’ve been waiting for it always.
When
...
SNOW, ELECTRICITY
Luis Chaves
Clothes out to dry 
and those clouds.

There’s a new dog
who
...
SNOW-BLIND
Mark van Tongele
Wrapped in a flurry of snow on the beach,

I am caught in hell’s waiting room, ...
SNOWDROP CITY
Chouchanik Thamrazian
I wanted
To think of snowdrop cities,
Of cities dropping with snow
For your
...
SO
Eva Gerlach
A dog with iron eyes had clamped my hand
in his mouth. I did not want this
to happen
...
SO IT MUST BE
Mark Boog
So it must be:
as – no other way! – trees in the city
reaching for the sky, as we are
...
SO IT'S A PEACEFUL EVENING
Gerrit Kouwenaar
While the last poem eats up the moment
the maker stands up drained from the table
he
...
SO VERY
Hiroshi Kawasaki
What’s that,
so far away –
something running extremely fast,
so far, far
away,
...
SO WITHOUT WORRY ARE WE
Mark Boog
So without worry are we,
making this house a place of refuge,
following with just a
...
SOAKED PACEMAKERS
Andrej Sen-Senkov
instead of crosses round their necks
hang
tiny gas chambers of silver
gleaming
...
SOFIA: A PSALM
Uwe Kolbe
for Mirela Ivanova

And always a dog lies very flat on the footpath.
And always a cat
...
SOFT HAIL FLUTTERS
Tatsuji Miyoshi
you were here looking up
at the pine branches where pine sparrows flit about

you
...
SOKO - VHUDZIJENA
Shona Praise Poetry
Thank you Soko
White-hair, The Pompous one
Thank you Bearer of Children
The Tree-climber,
...
SOLARIS CORRECTED
Øyvind Rimbereid
Wat vuld aye become
if you kuld kreip from
dein vorld to uss?
SHAMEFUL, aye think
...
SOLEMN DRUMS OF TRAGEDY
Nikos Karouzos
Electra you are now daughter of a king amid the nightingales
adders in your eyes, tigress in
...
SOLIDUS
Ann Cotten
The one in the corner / the woofs and the breezes / the noses / the goading / the needs and the
...
SOLITARY NIGHT
Fernando Charry Lara
There sometimes roams about at night a muffled murmur of woods
And of swift, turning shadows and
...
SOLITARY SWEDISH HOUSES
Tomas Tranströmer
A mix-max of black spruce
and smoking moonbeams.
Here’s the croft lying low
and
...
SOLITUDE
Abdel-ilah Salhi
Seven hundred thousand women live single in Paris
Their age between thirty and forty...
SOLITUDE
Meira Delmar
There’s nothing like this bliss
of feeling so alone
in mid-afternoon
and in the
...
SOLOMOS IN MY DREAM
Nikos Karouzos
How we fall into the night and from what longings . . .
Decked out in keen loneliness I began
...
SOLVE ET COAGULA
Eva Gerlach
When you had that nose-bleed remember
the one that just wouldn’t stop,
you sat head
...
SOME ADVICE FOR A SUCCESSFUL LITERARY CAREER
Uroš Zupan
No hanging around diplomatic receptions, handshaking with presidents
and kissing the hands of
...
SOME APOTHEGMS WHICH – MOST LIKELY – WE'LL MEDITATE ON LATER
O. Nimigean
in the third person they will speak of the final circle
where words are sounded by
...
SOME DOLLARS
Washington Cucurto
Today I went to Lavalle Street to exchange some dollars.
Or, better said, “I went to
...
SOME PEOPLE DON'T SAY MUCH
Han Dong


some people don’t say much 
they are neither mute nor introverted ...
SOME QUESTIONS FROM THE ANNUAL EXAMINATIONS
Rajendra Bhandari
What could be more explosive
the city’s lonely man
or
the bomber’s lonely briefcase
...
SOME SAY LIFE
Amir Or
Some say life is continuing in the face of the alternative;  
some say –
...
SOME WORDS
Bharat Majhi
Some words pissed on the head of history.
Some words took a pause
and looked forward to
...
SOMEBODY'S GOING [EXTRACT]
Barbara Köhler
somebody’s going & he knows he’s going a way
somebody’s going & she knows he’s going
...
SOMEONE BREAKS A LAMP
Liana Mejía
A body in the darkness
crumbles
as if fulfilling
a sacred ceremony
...
SOMEONE WHO WANTS TO BLOW THEIR BRAINS OUT FOR LOVE TAKES IT SERIOUSLY AND THAT IS IMPORTANT
Nachoem M. Wijnberg
I don’t think I can watch you if you, the actors, can’t admit it’s funny.
Someone dies, but
...
SOMEONE WRITES ABOUT ANOTHER
Shimon Adaf
I have nothing whole
of my own.

Even my parents
in a way silence something
in
...
SOMETHING ABOUT THE ACTOR
Jon Fosse
in that which moves
like life
always in gaping motion
is something quiet
and
...
SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL ENDS
Piedad Bonnet

...
SOMETHING ELSE
Nachoem M. Wijnberg
When I was a child I could have pretended I was sleeping next to someone I loved, ...
SOMETHING HAS JUST BROKEN
Luis Vidales
Suddenly in the clear silence of the bedroom
in the cow-muteness of the nocturnal earth
an
...
SOMETHING HURTS
Admiel Kosman

Something hurts me here, on the side, do You see, my Lord?
Something swelling sticks
...
SOMETHING’S COMING
Armando
If it happens, I’ll have to live through
the past,
since the past knows no fear.
...
SOMETIMES YOU MEET SOMEONE
Danie Marais
This morning I found our
cat sleeping happily curled up
in the washing basket.
A
...
SOMEWHERE
Mark Boog
Somewhere, one of these days, arose in perhaps a far land
the steamroller driver who is now
...
SOMNIA
Ron Winkler
a few images I got tangled in: heavenly bodies that radiated
significance almost
...
SONAMBULANCE
Marcela Parra
Some nights, when alone, we hear steps throughout the room. The floor rustles and silhouettes
...
SONAR’S SUPPER OF WRATH
Sonja vom Brocke
»I am boarded in – and they are juggling!«

you pile the bats into
...
SONATA TO MAKE THE DAY COME
María Clemencia Sánchez
I am in the bottom of a broken ship
I am in the middle of a cracked sea
I am at the edge
...
SONG
António José Ponte
A whole summer I spent listening to that record.
So that the emotion would not leave it ...
SONG
Judith Herzberg
It always takes much longer than you think,
even if you think
it's bound to take
...
SONG
Judith Herzberg
Don’t lie to me please
about anything big, about anything
else. I’d rather know what was
...
SONG
Nachoem M. Wijnberg
The last time I spoke to you,
I hardly got a word in;
the last time I spoke,
make
...
SONG
Nachoem M. Wijnberg
I saw a shop
went in and bought
something I had forgotten
I already had. ...
SONG
Nachoem M. Wijnberg
Not long ago
it rained hard,
not long ago
it got dark.

I didn’t go on
...
SONG
Nachoem M. Wijnberg
Now and then silence
without being sure
if the song goes on,
not daring to say
...
SONG
Nachoem M. Wijnberg
I read life after life
and when someone’s as old as I am
I hold my breath, ...
SONG
Nachoem M. Wijnberg
The way I lie in bed
after waking up first,
why can I only remember
what I saw or
...
SONG
Nachoem M. Wijnberg
What’s the difference:
an empty evening
because the person you didn’t want to see ...
SONG
Bernard Dewulf
While we walked in similar ways,
we did still walk apart.

While we, or so we
...
SONG
Anna Enquist
You write your lines in disguise, rushing
around town with an impervious mask
of
...
SONG
Shuntaro Tanikawa
Someone
is singing
of me

in a tune of clouds
in a harmony of...
SONG 16
Hadewijch
When the new season makes its way,
the mountains and the valleys sleep
and everything
...
SONG 17
Hadewijch
The new year is upon us now,
and praise to God we all must sing.
He who finds love a
...
SONG 2
Oleh Lysheha
When I leave this little town
Harmonicas will play all night long..
But I won’t be
...
SONG 212
Oleh Lysheha
There are so many superstars, overgrown with weeds..
Somewhere Tom Jones
Is still singing
...
SONG 352
Oleh Lysheha
When you need to warm yourself,
When you are hungry to share a word,
When you crave a
...
SONG 5
Hadewijch
When the season and birds pine
the loyal heart must smile and shine:
it suffers for a
...
SONG ABOUT A GIRL AT A SPRING
Troubadour poetry
She wakes up fresh, she wakes up fair:
she goes to the spring to wash her hair....
SONG ABOUT A RICH MAN UP FOR AUCTION
Troubadour poetry
I saw a rich man being auctioned
by a dealer who called out loud,
“What do I hear for a rich
...
SONG ABOUT A WORSENING WORLD
Troubadour poetry
Things I knew I know no longer
in this world that’s changed so much,
and thinking about it I
...
SONG ABOUT THE PAIN OF LOVE AND SEA
Troubadour poetry
Those who spend their lives at sea
think there is no pain in the world
as great as their
...
SONG AGAINST THE SEA
Troubadour poetry
Whenever I look at the waves
that break below the bluffs,
I feel a pounding of waves
in my
...
SONG FOR A BELOVED IN VIGO (II)
Troubadour poetry
Word came today:
my friend’s on his way,
       and I’m going,
...
SONG FOR A BELOVED IN VIGO (III)
Troubadour poetry
Come along, sister, come with me now
to the church in Vigo, where the waters
...
SONG FOR GEOFFREY FIRMIN IN THE DAY
OF THE DEAD THERE IN QUAUHNÁHUAC

León Gil
PART I
(In tune)

Geoffrey Firmin had a wound
Deeper than the Iztaccíhuatl...
SONG FOR THE DEAD
Peter Holvoet-Hanssen
Upsadaisy. From hobby-horse to hearse over the cobblestones.
It drizzled when grandmother was
...
SONG FOR ‘ROSH HODESH’
Ariel Zinder
Look: dusk is falling and with it
The terrible whispering void.
Again its presence
...
SONG OF A JELLYFISH
Mitsuharu Kaneko
Rocking, rocking,
jostled, jostled,
for so long, I’ve grown to be
as transparent as
...
SONG OF A WOMAN
Kiyoko Nagase
With no friends of your own
you are looking only at me
and you accuse me.
You
...
SONG OF A WRONGED TROUBADOUR
Troubadour poetry
Never have I seen such wrong
as what this nobleman does to me,
and everybody in these
...
SONG OF DAVID
Tamir Lahav-Radlmesser

...
SONG OF DISCOMFORT
Troubadour poetry
I’ll never again be cheered
by the chirping
and delicate songs of birds
nor by love or
...
SONG OF GENESIS
Fiama Hasse Pais Brandão
In the beginning there was light, then
blue sky, for light is absorbed
in the layers of air
...
SONG OF LEAVES AND DISTANCES
Aurelio Arturo
They were the leaves, the murmuring leaves,  
the freshness, the countless
...
SONG OF LOVE IN THE SUMMER
Troubadour poetry
How very much I love this summer,
its flowers, trees and sky above,
and all the birds that
...
SONG OF ONE LEAVING
Giovanni Quessep
Through the virtue of the dawn
You want to change your life
And, clinging to the bundle,
...
SONG OF PLACES
Fiama Hasse Pais Brandão
Since places so often live in Man
and men so often live in places
that live in them, we can
...
SONG OF SEPARATION - 1
Teji Grover
I’m writing like this
as if meeting my blind children
in an orphanage, many years
...
SONG OF SEPARATION - 3
Teji Grover
Friends often ask me.
It’s getting to be 1001 days.
They ask
do I still think of
...
SONG OF THE DRIVER IN THE WIND-SHIELD
Robinson Quintero
Before me I see what one day will vanish forever
fields of high red grass
a river of
...
SONG OF THE FLOWER OF THE GREEN PINE
Troubadour poetry
Flower of the green pine, oh flower,
do you have news of my
...
SONG OF THE FRANCISCAN CANTICLES
Fiama Hasse Pais Brandão
The Franciscan song has already sung
the brotherhood between me and chaos,
for its singing of
...
SONG OF THE HUNTRESS GATHERESS
Anne Kawala
the threshold whose strength is the heart,
its output, its sweetness and fury...
SONG OF THE MIRROR MAKER
Juan Manuel Roca
I make mirrors:
To horror I add more horror.
To beauty more beauty.
I take the moon
...
SONG OF THE PROFOUND LIFE
Porfirio Barba Jacob
There are days when we’re so variable, so variable,
As the light blade of grass to the wind
...
SONG OF THE QUIET NIGHT
Aurelio Arturo
In the balmy night, in the night,          
...
SONG OF THE TWO ROSES
Giovanni Quessep
Don't say anything, listen to the stars  
Perhaps they will tell you
...
SONG OF THE WHITE AND THE BLACK (FRAGMENT)
Pieter Boskma
1
 
An elongated swordfish pierced the setting sun
and as if the world began
...
SONG SLAUGHTER
Mamta Sagar
the song,
when it fell
crumbled
collapsed,
the earth shuddered
flowed in
...
SONG TO AN UNEXPLODING WOMAN
Troubadour poetry
Just look at my confounded state –
Marinha, how you fornicate!
I am really quite
...
SONGS OF THE BLUE CRANE
Antjie Krog
I

the berries are on my shoulder
the berries are on my shoulder
the berries,
...
SONNET
Carlos de Oliveira
I’m accused of being bitter, inclined
to despair, as if my poetry’s pain
weren’t your flesh,
...
SONNET 5
Dumitru Crudu
I set some water to boil
didn’t have anything to put in it
I was all alone in the
...
SONNET OF THE AIR NARCISSUS
Ronny Someck
Night showers wash the asphalt dragons,
water residues traced in puddles
and at four in the
...
SONSBEEK, STEREO PHOTOGRAPHY
Willem van Toorn
Layer after layer of vitrified time,
misted dim with distance so that I’m
surmising
...
SOON
Barbara Korun
Soon you will be speechless and alone
soon
soon your skull
will be laved by grains
...
SOON AT A CINEMA NEAR YOU
Dirk van Bastelaere
1) The sequel

This is where
The story ends. In his Mustang
the bomb Expert Kisses the
...
SOON IT WILL BE DARK
Orit Gidali
Soon it will be dark.
The bicycles will carry the children up to the gate.
Their rapid
...
SORROW
Jūkichi Yagi
Isn’t there any power
that can consolidate this
...
SORRY, DAUGHTER
Mark van Tongele
For the time I put your pretty little pants-suit on back to front
for the times I tucked you
...
SOUL DANCE
Takako Arai
It crawled from the midnight mountain of rubble, a long and skinny tail
A tail that
...
SOUL LAKE
Lü De'an
Rain's night-long lashing makes the lake listen;
Fitfully it tends to lucency.
Yet the
...
SOUNDS
Toshio Nakae
Softly things turn around.
At this, “Who is it?”, a word asks
and, having raised both
...
SOURCE
Armando
At the moment I’m teaching beasts to leap
over boulders.
Here comes the sun, the carefree
...
SOURCES OF INSOMNIA I
Maurice Gilliams
She carried the lamp behind the water lilies.
The midnight dawn gnaws through
the high
...
SOURCES OF INSOMNIA III
Maurice Gilliams
She-wolf and wolf in the wintery bed
when the howling of hearts shrinks to whispers: ...
SOURDINE
Luuk Gruwez
And if there is no longer any tenderness,
let us then pretend this tenderness
with
...
SOUTH WIND
Gordana Benić
And Theseus sails to harbour in the midst of the open sea.
The continents have pushed the
...
SOUTHERN ISLANDS
Veronica Jimenez
A cabin, on the bank of the Baker rapids, a man
abandoned his futile rod, sat sheltered...
SOUTHERN UKRAINE
Ivan Malkovych
The spirit of Cimmerian silver
and furs has not withered here,
the quiet dignity of
...
SOUVENIR
Rin Ishigaki
In recent years
Nothing has been
As good a souvenir.
Shining
So lonely
So
...
SPACE GLOW
Sybren Polet
The serene air, entirely air breath.
You feel – relieved – ever more abstract,...
SPANISH BANKS
Ajmer Rode
The grey sands
invite me to follow the
receding sea water
to recognize a clam
...
SPARK
Marije Langelaar
And they asked me back for that radio programme
I still do not know why
because above
...
SPECIES
Ruth Lasters
Why don’t we in case of despair, no matter whose, make formations
like ducks suddenly
...
SPECIMENS OF IMMORALITY
Chen Kehua
     ii. carnal crossword

you write me down in the squares just above
...
SPECTACLES
Judith Herzberg
He always used to look out through the OO’s
of his DOOR, but now there are glasses in front
...
SPEED
Yu Jian
the people planting potatoes are infected by dawn
infected by the sun as it rises
quickly
...
SPHINX
Giovanni Quessep
Happy you that don't look  
into the eyes of the Sphinx,  
and
...
SPIDERS
Slađan Lipovec

1.

spiders bring neither luck
nor mishap here they
just exist and
...
SPIRAL
Hans Verhagen
Future, our former trump card, is plundered
as present with a waterhead from the past
and
...
SPIRAL
Gloria Posada
In dust that is light
is the age of the stars
In the sea that is depth
the history
...
SPLINTER
Ewa Lipska
I like you, a twenty-year-old poet writes to me.
A beginning carpenter of words.
...
SPRING
Jūkichi Yagi
A black dog
has slowly strolled up to the verandah and is looking at
...
SPRING
Mustafa Stitou
Oh plump young lady with quasi-
dreamy eyes and lively udder,
when you, enthralled by
...
SPRING
Ruth Lasters
The all-will-be-well-man made of iron and cogwheels
has to be wound up, every day, by a
...
SPRING
Na Ye
It flutters out on little bee-wings.
Its singing I like, it praises
with a hidden
...
SPRING IN BANGLADESH
Julio Carrasco
You can imagine few situations as strange as returning to Bangladesh
and seeing that things
...
SPRING IS HERE, BUT NOTHING'S ANY BETTER
Sheng Xing
spring is here
but nothing's any better

the man beyond cure cannot change
the fact
...
SPRING OF WATER
Luis Eduardo Rendón
Did I meet you sometime for the first time
to sing thus the brush of your first look ...
SPRING SUITE FOR LILITH
Lucebert
introduction:

like babies the poets are not cured
from a lonely seeking back of
...
SQUALL
Luís Miguel Nava
His I had burst to where his very name was a wound through which his flesh oozed pus. The lost
...
SQUARES OF FUŽINE
Peter Semolič
are oases of silence, oases of peace,
as the night on the East grows pale.

Squares of
...
SQUIRRELS
Sigitas Parulskis
Your breasts, as you leave the bath-
room – if I was a real poet I’d say,
emerge from
...
SS ROTTERDAM
Roni Margulies
The great white boat at the end of the harbour,
the boat which like a second and lesser
...
ST NICK’S
Ailbhe Ní Ghearbhuigh
It’s all red and smoky blackness
in St Nick’s underground,
blackness and velvety red.
...
ST. ANDREWS
Yang Lian
1
 
holy relics     splattering snow-white on every rock...
ST. CHRISTOPHER
John Leefmans
Vox Dei compels me to climb Brimstone Hill.
They point across the sea, I peer between
...
ST. FRANCIS’S EMPTY SANDAL
Alexandre O’Neill
The apple tree’s gratitude and the cat’s amnesia
never governed the course of my days.
“Stay
...
ST. NOBODY
Rune Christiansen
Down in the street two young girls are kicking a football against a container, and so they set
...
STAIRCASE
Ruth Lasters
Then do it for me. Suppose there’s a blue plate
on a white table, somewhere in a house ...
STAIRS
Udayan Vajpeyi
Grandmother is at the top of the stairs, I at the bottom. Separating us are twenty-two wooden steps
...
STAIRWAY
Gordana Benić
    The city stopped at the point of my pen. And power multiplied like steps on a
...
STAKES
Luís Miguel Nava
My body’s bones are planted in the desert, every single one of them.
They stand straight out
...
STAMMER
K. Satchidanandan
A stammer is no handicap.
It is a mode of speech.

A stammer is the silence that
...
STANDING AT FEARFUL ATTENTION
Alexandre O’Neill
Standing at fearful attention, we’re grateful
to fear, which keeps us from going
...
STARS OF XICHANG
He Xiaozhu
Like grapes
crystal, or dew drops
those stars
are
hanging in Xichang’s sky
...
STARSTEPS
H.J. Pieterse
Straying in the cellars of sleep,
Bluebeard. He follows a flute,
an inbreath without
...
START OF THE TOURIST SEASON
Eugenijus Ališanka
the dead are walking about with small maps
in their hands

for that one it’s
...
STATE DIETOLOGY
Andrej Sen-Senkov
the east german stasi
had a method for driving people insane
when a person would leave
...
STATE I
Habib Tengour
BLACK, such a soul in exile slowly makes its way towards
death. Here’s winter. The body
...
STATE II
Habib Tengour
NINTH hour the stranger takes hold of my soul
making its way in winter and hunger pale...
STATE OF AFFAIRS
Lucebert
in the big nest there is always violence
god who like good gold leafs
like a madman
...
STATE SECRET
Ester Naomi Perquin
Oversized bird scrubbed clean by bristles thrusting
high up into the air and
hidden
...
STATEMENT
Ester Naomi Perquin
I wasn’t there that night. And if I was, I didn’t know that.
That they were
...
STATISTICS
Roberto Baronti Marchiò
People make light of the fact
that among the wreck of a Roman train
today a young woman
...
STAY
Martin Reints
This is a tunnel

now that you’re here
you don’t know yet where you will be
...
STAYING TOGETHER (SPECIAL)
Sigurbjörg Þrastardóttir
I can’t help it
you’re great cooks
but after dinner
watching the new
...
STEAM SHOVEL
Lêdo Ivo
All silence troubles me.
There’s always something it leaves out:
a treason plotted
...
STEEPED IN UTTER DESOLATION
Jūkichi Yagi
***

Stillness
at dawn.
Stillness
in the evening.
Though I have angry
...
STILL
Aurelio Arturo

  

A woman sang, she sang  
feeling herself alone in the
...
STILL
Duo Duo
Waking at night with snow on the forehead it’s still
the same like walking on a piece
...
STILL 1/POETICS
Astrid Lampe
POETICS

(ALSO IF I NO BODIES I)


all my work is bodily
also if I no
...
STILL LIFE
Tallulah Flores
In truth there is no story:
everything has been still since dawn
and fog hides the
...
STILL LIFE
Gerrit Kouwenaar
Got up early one winter, heaven, how frankly
neighborly and ugly this birth is, skin...
STILL LIFE WITH WILD LIFE
Loftus Marais
here everyone’s asleep. karen’s husband too,
who cut the grass today.
but karen is an
...
STILL NOW
Hugo Claus
I
Still now, on the gallows today, in her mouth a rag,
she who wakes with swollen lips, her
...
STILLBORN 1943: CALLING LIMBO
Derry O’Sullivan
You were born dead
and your blue limbs were folded
on the living bier of your mother...
STILLWATER
Prabodh Parikh
At this moment I proclaim myself a drummer-poet.
At this moment when history is a trance,
an
...
STIX, THE MASK OF ANARCHY
Gordana Benić
In the August of 1999 Marion Frua said: The moon set off, slowly
devouring the sun
...
STONE
Felipe García Quintero
1.
Be a thought of mine.

The firmness of my latent muteness
not the shadow of my body,
...
STONE
Titos Patríkios
The same arrogance again:
carving your life on another life
as though wanting to
...
STONE CROP
José Tolentino Mendonça
What do the explorers,
the wayfarers, pilgrims we’d thought had long since disappeared, ...
STONE FROM KATA TJUTA
Yu Jian
here I am in a valley in Kata Tjuta

a famous Australian tourist destination

and
...
STONE PLAY
Dileep Jhaveri
There’s heaps of stones,
Ram, now come out and play!

The moon’s friend, the mirror,
...
STONE POEM
Menna Elfyn
The doorstep of your existence
is the morning’s clean slate,

a stone on my soul’s
...
STONES
Damir Šodan
Always these stones. Stones flying.
I don’t even bother watching out for them
any more. I
...
STONING
Maryam Hooleh
They say under these womens’ chador     walk children and restaurants...
STOP THERE
Robinson Quintero
Love is a mugger
you don’t know when he’s going
to assault you nor where
nor in
...
STORIES OF THE ARMADILLO
Fabio Pusterla
Good morning, says the armadillo to a street sweeper. Did you happen 
to see an opossum
...
STORY OF A DREAM
Yumlembam Ibomcha Singh
Who else would dream
Such a dream?

I was having a dream, a very pleasant one,...
STORY OF SEX IN THE CARPENTRY DEPT
Guo Jinniu
The weather turned warm, with plenty rain. Li Xiaomei of the Carpentry Dept.
began
to
...
STRANGE FUGUE (PANIC)
Ann Cotten
And the people came and looked on, holding their rings in their fingers.
How they talked!
...
STRANGE SHORES
Tsjêbbe Hettinga
          On black as tar steel cables all the
...
STRANGER
Fernando Linero
At the doors of the city
I lurk in the harvest of your breast.
While the knife visits
...
STRANGER IN MY MEMORY
Liana Mejía
Today I discovered
your plaster statue
covered in mice
destroying your neck...
STRANGERS
Ester Naomi Perquin
Just as in a photograph in which you’re seen from behind
you recognise yourself but
...
STRATUM I (PETRARCH)
Thomas Kling
the peak ahead, the slope behind me,
yet she is what I always see. wind

wounds that will
...
STRATUM II (DOUBLE-HEADED HERMES)
Thomas Kling


gaze at the mountains’ mirror: are those the heights?
graphic provençal, trickling
...
STRATUM III (BEATRICE)
Thomas Kling


this hair is snow-white, this hair
is black, growing again at the root.

we became
...
STRAWBERRIES
Yona Wallach
When you come to sleep with me
wear a black dress
printed with strawberries
and a black
...
STRAY AND TATTERED DOGS
Wawn Awng
A flock of tattered dogs from neighbors brawl,
stray dogs join them and roar
forcefully
...
STREAMS
Gabriele Frasca
Toborrow and toburrow and tobarrow!
[...] We may come, touch and go, from
atoms and
...
STREET THEATRE
Remco Campert
In the balmy afternoon wind
I was sitting on a bench
on the Boulevard du Général
...
STRENGTHEN LOVE
Gcina Mhlophe
Strengthen love, dear Africans!
Strengthen love
Let it stand rock solid!
...
STROLL
Rutger Kopland
Our conversations slowed down
we answered our questions by looking
at the slow world
...
STROLL
Cristóbal Joannon
This fatuous effort in watercolours
and ash trays from Istanbul
while an aimless
...
STROLL IN A PARTICLE
Ajmer Rode
If you can find
a path into it
there is enough
space in this
particle...
STRUGGLES WITH MEANINGLESS THINGS
Yosuke Tanaka
In the beginning, there was chaos.
No, that’s not right.
In the beginning, there was
...
STUPID DAUGHTER
Duo Duo
Dark night—dyes Mother’s hair, clip clop,
Horses are approaching. Mother's
...
STURM UND DRANG
Haris Vlavianós
In the storm of roses
the night is lighted by thorns
and the leaves that formerly lay on the
...
SUBJECT: BRODSKY
Adam Zagajewski
Please note: born in May,
in a damp city (hence the motif: water),
soon to be surrounded
...
SUBWAY HARP
Zhang Zao
Let us stop in mid-journey, no light either side
The cutlery ghosts of the dining car pinging
...
SUCH & SUCH ARE THE WINDOW DISPLAYS OF THE CITY
Mae Yway
I want this. I want that. Only wants congeal.
After all the films, & the books,
we
...
SUCH JEANS
Chandrakant Shah
Can someone get me genes
That never need laundering?

With stitches of joy, the colour
...
SUDDEN HEART
Dan Pagis
Sudden heart, tightrope walker with no rope
and no rest, how long will it be?
Down in
...
SUDDENLY ONE DAY
Kedarnath Singh
Suddenly one day
the meaning
...
SUGAR ON THE LIPS
Armando Romero
From the wife of the shopkeeper to Conchita the redhead, and from Jesus the shoemaker to Roberto
...
SUICIDE
Nirupama Dutt
She will not think of suicide
It is difficult to devise
ways of dying
and survive
...
SUICIDE KID
Yi Sha
water-pistol in hand
the kid
jumped out at us
from God knows where
clearly
he liked
...
SUITCASE
Mehrdad Arefani
Last week’s rain
escorted June with pictures and flags
skeletons and teeth
and
...
SUMMA SUMMARUM
Marko Vešovic
The leaves of the ilex by the graveyard
Whisper prophetically.

And
...
SUMMARY
Olivier Cadiot
The calm, transparent brook runs
through the meadow
The diligent children learn their
...
SUMMARY OF A CONVERSATION
Erez Biton
What does it mean to be authentic,
to run down the middle of Dizengoff Street and shout in
...
SUMMER
Héctor Rojas Herazo
I shall go in the morning
and will look for a lilac color on the field
and I shall stop under
...
SUMMER
Hrvoje Pejakovic
We are not of that kind. This is not what the January wind whispered about. Too many
goggle
...
SUMMER
Miroslav Mićanović
You could hear them
on the bridge, crossing the river
and going from house to...
SUMMER AGAIN
Yves Bonnefoy
I go through the snow. I closed
My eyes, but the light can still get through
My porous
...
SUMMER END ON THE LEIE
Miriam Van hee
this is what a painter would see:
the bleached grassy bank, chestnuts
and lime trees, the
...
SUMMER IS NOT SACRED
Dorta Jagić
you relentlessly wanted everything to happen this summer.  
we should convert and
...
SUMMER OF KONBU CANDY
Yosuke Tanaka
These days, I’ve been eating something called “Plum Konbu Candy”.
Plums and konbu are both
...
SUMMER POEM
Thi Mar Win
Because of a petition in verse
The poet is allowed to live.
Because of this poem...
SUMMER TIME – THE FULL MOON FOUR DAYS AFTER JULY 27TH
Kazuko Shiraishi
my mother silently went to heaven      four days ago
and
...
SUMMER ’99
Nikos Fokas
With my own free will, each morning I create
The vineyards and the olive groves as though on
...
SUMMER’S SIDE (4)
Jan Baeke
How to stay ahead of the heat?

Sweat, sit still, think of one’s duty
to
...
SUMMUM BONUM
Mustafa Stitou
At night, in a remote corner of the universe,
drunk adolescents reduce a reconstruction...
SUN
Monica Aasprong
I saw a sun that had no
...
SUNDAY
Yi Sha
in an art book
I came across
two paintings by Van Gogh
they hadn’t been mounted on
...
SUNDAY
Ilja Leonard Pfeijffer
give me any poet today
who either doesn't start with give me
or draws circles
...
SUNDAY
Hiroshi Kawasaki
Getting up in the morning
I take my hunting gun down from the wall,
shoot the coffee on
...
SUNDAY AT HOME
Nuno Júdice
Tomorrow might be Sunday, and
sunless; I might hear the bells and
say that it was just
...
SUNDAY LATE, BARCELONA
Danie Marais
Rambla de Catalunya at a festive little table
with a red tablecloth;
late everywhere
...
SUNDAY REST
Jan Glas
We had our own supply of words
and knew what each and
every word was for,...
SUNDAY SONG
María Mercedes Carranza
It is useless to choose another way,
to decide between this wounded word and a yawn,
to
...
SUNDAY, THE UNKNOWN
Irena Matijašević
f# is sharp pitched, the work of the armchair system, the radio is on
blanket set carelessly
...
SUNFLOWER IN THE BATHROOM
Yi Sha
I was lying in the bath-tub
soaking in hot water
something like a hippo, shape-wise
but
...
SUNSET
Slađan Lipovec

the sun behind burned hills

airplane tracks

we’re scanning the dusk...
SUPERMAN IN A JAR
Vasant Abaji Dahake
In the see-through jar of this century,
you see preserved
a Larger-than-Life Figure. ...
SUPPOSE THAT I’M INEVITABLE
Rosa Jamali
Suppose that I’m inevitable
Even the veins of my right hand
Void you on the drafted
...
SURPRISE
Fatiha Morchid
He takes her unawares
Like a happy fate
Illumines the dimness of solitude...
SURRENDER
Armando
It was on the umpteenth day, the arrival
of the armies which hid, decimated.
First the
...
SURVEY
Ester Naomi Perquin
Do you like to rest during the day and at night make a man happy?
Do you feel depressed at
...
SUSANA’S BATH
Nuno Júdice
Between her and the water, a thread
of gold. Then, she turns off the light, and
the
...
SUSHIANT
Maryam Hooleh
Emancipation was the last bate of bitterness which we had named in our stupendous hopes  In
...
SUSPENSION
Nikos Karouzos
To Thanos Konstantinidis

In the sky, possibilities
are naught but thrilling. ...
SUWA-YAMA KINSEI-DAI (VENUS LOOKOUT)
Jun Yamamura
It was autumn up on the hill.
There was a building with a medieval look,
yellowish
...
SVENJA PETRESCA, BETWEEN PERÓN AND MITRE STREETS
Washington Cucurto
Ukranian woman, tall, ravishing, distributes Radio Taxi flyers
until 3pm when she gives her
...
SWEEPING THE FRONT YARD
Anitha Thampi
In the front yard
of a house deep in slumber
its eyes fast shut
the broom sweeps...
SWEET INSPIRATION
Hezy Leskly
There is nothing...
SWEETS FOR REPTILES
Dmytro Lazutkin
you’re secretly learning a dead language
could be for naught
but then again
...
SWIFTS
Guido Gezelle
“See, see, see,
see! see! see!
see!! see!! see!! ...
SWIM
Ruth Lasters
Every swimmer swims a sleeper further
in the other, dark hemisphere. Each floating, each
...
SWIMMING
Jan Glas
Hitler and Stalin, they both couldn’t swim,
which says loads about fish,
but
...
SWINBURNE IN HELL
Fernando Denis
Now that time denies me the mortal dream,
The dream I dreamt in the sea of England. ...
SYCAMORES AT NÎMES STATION
Miriam Van hee
their skin was beginning to wrinkle
they were growing old and would die
as we would but
...
SYLLABLES
António Ramos Rosa
Syllables.
The alcohol of December is cold and hoarse.
The cigarette bitter. It’s a clinical
...
SYLVIA (EXCERPT)
Lies Van Gasse

...
SYNONYMS
Udaya Narayana Singh
Dreams can’t speak;
They have no words.

Deaf, dumb, numb,
they express in
...
SYRINX
Norbert Hummelt
a hot breath on my neck that woke me: you were sliding your
tongue into my ear I was already
...
SYRINX ESCAPE
Aifric Mac Aodha
The swan will waddle in
from its easy shadow
Leave its tear-shape imprinted
on
...
SYRINX, A PASTORAL FICTION (I)
António Franco Alexandre
I’m going to put a dirty ad in the newspaper
asking for fresh, not especially athletic
...
SYRINX, A PASTORAL FICTION (II)
António Franco Alexandre

Stashed under my mattress I’ve got
the cleanest heart on earth,
like a fish washed by
...
SYRINX, A PASTORAL FICTION (XVI)
António Franco Alexandre

You can pick me up, put me on the scale
of yes and no, and measure my virtue in inches;
...
SYRINX, A PASTORAL FICTION (XVII)
António Franco Alexandre
Sorry, I didn’t realize that you sing
in silence, all alone. In this heat
you should drink
...
 
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