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WAITING
Jin Haishu
there’s nothing ambiguous about the autumn winds now
they clutch at my flesh
a night for
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WAITING FOR A PHONE CALL ONE AFTERNOON
Fang Xianhai
I sit on a chair 
body limp and weak-kneed 
glad to be alive 
...
WAITING FOR GODOT
Yi Sha
in a small theatre
used by an experimental theatre group

they’re performing
Waiting
...
WAITING FOR RUSTY
Ajmer Rode
The old woman
you see peering out of the basement window
is my mother.
She is
...
WAITRESS X
Shuijing Zhulian
with Man Y I came to this restaurant
Waitress X
still you were standing in the same old
...
WAKE UP
Armando
A woken clock can talk,
sounds swell around the corner,
how late it was, how angry...
WAKING UP ON THE STREET OF THE WORLD
Luiza Neto Jorge
early morning. footsteps of people going out
with a definite destination or indefinitely
...
WALK
Martin Reints
It may be
I’ve done this walk
tonight before

it may be that these surroundings
...
WALKING
Chen Kehua
once we moved in an age of ideas and signs
debate’s lexicon gouging at truth

we
...
WALKING AWAY
Wadih Sa’adeh
We didn’t disturb the drowsy winds,
we just walked away
accompanied by the salty dawn...
WALKING TIME
Liam Ó Muirthile
How’s it going, Da? An will tú ann? ...
WALL
Gastão Cruz
The thick transparency
of the air that slowly
took shape so quickly
before one’s
...
WALL
Umberto Fiori
There are times of day
when over the petrol pump
a certain bare wall is lit up
and
...
WALT WHITMAN
Tallulah Flores
Because at some point he mentioned frontiers
knowing that frontiers do not exist
and
...
WALTER BENJAMIN IN THE PYRENEES
Volker Braun
To stride calmly into the wall of fog.
His arms swing, not smoothly but regularly. ...
WANDERING PARTICLES, SEEING
Nico Bleutge
was this one movement, to give the landscape points to follow
fuse boxes, knots, the wooden
...
WANDERING THOUGHTS (DURING A MEETING)
Micha Hamel
Demolish those tower blocks and you will see the horizon. The real horizon
however is not a
...
WANK
Ayoub Ahrari
She's sitting behind the window
Doesn't care how much I jerk
With such slender
...
WANTED: BLADES
Milorad Stojević

...
WAR
Fernando Rendón
You will always have reasons

You will draw out the sword
like an angel

And when
...
WAR
Rutger Kopland
Whereas the story goes that it has been told
and finished with - but it breaks off

...
WAR
Ignatius T. Mabasa
I have been to war
I have been with war
I have smelt and touched
And even made love
...
WAR 2
Ignatius T. Mabasa
War!
War? Where? Who? Why?
Woe you mean!

War don’t make no sense
When you
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WAR WITH FIRE
Benju Sharma
I, hurled into the furnace
Did you mistake complacency and forbearance
for weakness and
...
WASHBASIN
Mitsuharu Kaneko
   Desolate noises
in the washbasin.

A rainy sojourn
at the
...
WASHER MOON
Nguyễn Tiên Hoàng
On the fighting cells of my skin, your emission, warming, micro
Underneath, larger, more, more
...
WASHING ON THE LINE
Borben Vladović
Backyards of the poor by the railway
    were cut by
washing lines with
...
WASTED YEARS
Titos Patríkios
    Twenty wasted years (but what
   
...
WATER
Gonçalo M. Tavares
In the café they bring me a glass of water
as if it could solve all my problems.
How
...
WATER
Heiichi Sugiyama
I tilt
bucket-shaped water and
toss it out all at once:
for a moment it floats in
...
WATER CAROL
Andrea Raos
***
othersea


***
three leaves, a brief wave
against the
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WATER VEIN I WELL
Masayo Koike
Descending down to the bottom at the end
Of the snow-covered slope
Lies an old spring
...
WATER VEIN II TIMETABLE
Masayo Koike
I have never seen numerals as silent as this
15
Then
25
Countless numerals
...
WATER VEIN IV WATERFALL
Masayo Koike
‘I know where a waterfall is’
Said the mountain man
His eyes were without doubt
Eyes
...
WATER VEIN III WOMAN (EN)
Masayo Koike
The big elm tree shaken gracefully by the
Small birds all together who
Landed on the ...
WATER, ASPIRIN, YOU
Mark Boog
Water, aspirin, you. The sun burns!
The wind strikes holes into the leaves!
It grips!
...
WATERCOLOR
Meira Delmar
It is the first hour.

From the orient
comes the sun.

The moon, ...
WATERCOLOR
Julio Carrasco
I looked her in the eyes thinking
“this is exactly something I should not
...
WATERLILY
Torgeir Rebolledo Pedersen
waterlily waterlily
lily risen from the earth’s interior

what is it with
...
WAY OUT OF LOVE
Dubravko Detoni
Love leaks somewhere; I can hear the horrible hissing of yoked seconds, sparkling and snorting,
...
WAY THROUGH
Ruth Lasters
Doors too should start paying
their way. To record strictly how often they are opened-shut
...
WE ARE AN UNMISTAKABLE FUSION
Mae Yway
You and I are an unmistakable fusion
It’s like I crawled under your fence and entered
...
WE ARE HERE (AT PORTA FARM)
Chirikure Chirikure
At night before we sleep, we say, “See you tomorrow”,
There is no point in saying, “Sleep
...
WE ARE PARALLEL
Maud Vanhauwaert
A woman comes up to me. She says
‘we are parallel, meeting at infinity,...
WE ARE SMALL
Claude Esteban
We are small, so small you would say, that death
will forget about us

how well you
...
WE CAME TO VIOLATE THE LAND
Gilad Meiri
God of building violations hear
our application

we the undersigned
people in
...
WE CANNOT STAY IN THE SKY FOR EVEN A SPLIT-SECOND
Sheng Xing
lift us into the air
that's no problem
but we cannot stay in the sky, supported by
...
WE COME FROM AFAR
Eventhough Ndlovu
You came and we warmly welcomed you
Welcoming you following the customs of our ancestors ...
WE COULD HAVE LIVED SO WELL, YOU SAY, AND GAZE AT HER, STILL PRETTY
Orit Gidali
In a little while Shabbat in the Sharon, and traffic lights take off their red, and the laces
...
WE DRESS OURSELVES LIKE DEATH
León Gil
Everybody is talking about the corpses under the bridge
About dead bodies in the rubble...
WE FOUGHT THE WAR
Chirikure Chirikure
Inzwai!
We, in diaspora, overseas, fought this war,
We sourced donations and mobilised
...
WE HAVE CROSSED THE BRIDGES THAT LEAD US TO THE SEA
Carmen García
We have crossed the bridges that lead us to the sea. There, where words slumber, lose their
...
WE MAKE LOVE IN A MILITARY CEMETERY
Ramy Ditzanny
Late on Memorial Day we met at the graveyard’s wrought-iron door;
I’m one hundred percent
...
WE NEED TO OPEN A SPACE FOR THE NIGHT
Samuel Jaramillo
and its vegetable breathing.
Nonetheless, what concerns me is desire.
A woman’s body burns
...
WE SHALL NOT SLEEP
Chirikure Chirikure
No-one is going to sleep a wink this
...
WE SHOULD GIVE THANKS
Moshe Dor
Now, after love, you and I relearn
the fundamental landscape, a naïve
painting
...
WE STILL HAVE LIFE ON THIS EARTH
Fredy Chicangana
While the women grind the yellow corn of the stone
We sing with flutes and deer drums ...
WE TOO, TINY TITANS
Hagar Peeters
We had no clue what it was all about.
We did things just since things are what you
...
WE WILL FIGHT THE WAR
Gudugwe Mlilo
Son of Nqindi shut the canon with your loin skins!
Zimangele’s world will erupt.
The
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WE WILL RISE
Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen
We will rise again beneath the walls of Knossos
And in Delphi the centre of the world
We will
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WE WOULD LIVE IN THE BEAUTY
Jeroen Theunissen
“ . . . we would live in the beauty of August,
surf the Web and find that place,
speak
...
WE’RE ALREADY THERE
Ester Naomi Perquin
It’s really something: a builder who wants to keep building,
an architect who draws
...
WE, AS I
Mark Boog
We, as I, can hardly digest this. Seas and
mountain ranges, lying promisingly before us, fade
...
WE, WHO WALK UPON THE LEAVES
Delimir Rešicki
it is us, the very same us who sleep
on the pillows stuffed with the rotten antlers
of deers
...
WEAN 1
Hester Knibbe
     *

Never housed in picture frames: took suitcases ...
WEAR AND TEAR
Roni Margulies
I had a blue pullover,
a cross between turquoise and sky blue.
It was my favourite, the
...
WEATHER FORECAST
Toon Tellegen
Tomorrow we will see unsettled and unusual weather.
Instead of the sun rising at 05:24, a dog
...
WEATHER REPORT
Adília Lopes
God didn’t give me
a boyfriend
he gave me
the white martyrdom
of doing without one
...
WEAVES
Roberto Baronti Marchiò
and then life happens anyway
notwithstanding efforts and complaints
all your plans for
...
WEDNESDAY, 8C
Odysseus Elytis
IF ONLY MOTHER you could see me: as I was born, I
departed. I was far too little - besides who
...
WEEKS AND YEARS BECAME AEONS AND AEONS
Jan Lauwereyns
The man was young had lots of courage lots of strength had
a dog too that guided him to
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WEEPING
Andrea Cote
María,
I speak about the mountains where life grows slowly
those that do not exist in my
...
WEIGHT
K. Schippers
Once I thought a sheet
of paper weighed more after
you had drawn a line on it....
WEIGHTLESS AND BODILESS
Marijana Radmilović
Some faces we dismiss lightly, colour by colour we peel away
the stretch of pain within the
...
WEIL BROTHERS
Sergio Raimondi
One of the ‘big four’ exporting companies 
set up in Argentina at the end of
...
WEIPOORT
Tomas Lieske
For centuries, the turf cutter has come every night.
 
Cautiously, with boards...
WELCOME
Gulzar
And suddenly
a fierce gust of wind surged into my room
unleashing a storm
The
...
WELCOME
Maria van Daalen
I call you, passer-by, I call you:
the shining horizon.
I stretch out my flowering
...
WELCOME HYGIENE
Paul Bogaert
What you said was undiluted.
And it proved effective too:
I can’t see a thing. My head is
...
WERE IT NOT
Israel Pincas
No one paid attention to details.
The day became clear in bits, there was no time
for
...
WEREMOUTH
Gerhard Falkner
to be alone, but all pleasure, don´t tell anyone
       I gave
...
WEST FLANDERS
Hugo Claus
Sparse song dark thread
land like a sheet
that sinks.

Springland of hooves and
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WEST INDIAN WOMAN
Álvaro Miranda
You, West Indian woman, you … who are aware of being floral; who are aware of being thread, ball
...
WE’RE STABBING AFRICA!
Nontsizi Mgqwetho
This nation rests on the law of the bible,
traitors must forfeit their lives.
Turncoats
...
WHALE LIGHT
Andreas Embiricos
The initial form woman took was the braided throats of two dinosaurs.
Later, time changed and
...
WHAT A HELL, ONE WOULD SAY
Srečko Kosovel
What the hell, one would say
and order another carafe of wine.
Wasn't it at 4 p.m.
...
WHAT AM I?
Banira Giri
A black hole in space,
an oasis drained of itself,
a corpse tossed beneath a bridge...
WHAT DO YOU DO IN CASE OF FIRE
Miroslav Mićanović
an old man descends by car
down the summer island roads and
all’s there: the sea
...
WHAT HAS GONE WRONG?
Albert Nyathi
What’s wrong with people even children who are half dressed?
What's going on?
Too
...
WHAT I CAN
Admiel Kosman
I can write poems from sand, water and mud. On the table I’ve written poems made of small
...
WHAT I SAID TO MYSELF
Han Dong

1. at this moment 
at this moment, I am mostly writing down 
anything
...
WHAT I SAW TODAY
Jeroen Theunissen
I saw a lover lock the doors,
eat bread, sweetmeats and wait,
doze off in a car in the
...
WHAT I SECRETLY SAY
Hiroshi Kawasaki
I boasted several times
that if I could not make a living by writing
I’d do anything
...
WHAT IF I UNSETTLED THE HOMELAND?
Hassan El Ouazzani
What if
I unsettled the homeland?
Richter would set its scale
To shake lots of
...
WHAT IS
Raquel Chalfi
What is being depressed at 20
As opposed to taking a shower at 90
What is going to bed with
...
WHAT IS HAPPINESS
Rutger Kopland
Because happiness is a memory
it exists because at the same time
the reverse is also
...
WHAT IS IT?
Liam Ó Muirthile
I go from room to room
around the house
looking for something,
and, to be honest, I won’t
...
WHAT IS JAZZ?
William Agudelo
Charlie’s hands like spiders
knits the yarn in the guitar for his woman
who –
...
WHAT IS THE SEA
Sergio Raimondi
The sweep of a trawler net across the length of the bed, 
mesh at maximum, in the tank
...
WHAT IS THERE
Martin Reints
The grass, the stones, the ground
your hips, your shoulders, your neck

the mist...
WHAT I’VE DONE THESE PAST FEW DAYS
Shuijing Zhulian
I’ve found out night-times are long and slippery
every dream is wringing wet

I’ve found
...
WHAT SINKS IN
Dvora Amir
Every photo in your album has women workers crowded
so close together their temples touch each
...
WHAT THE GAZE CAN DO
Henry Luque
We have gone into the shop to see the sick light.
The human irons fill the intimate cupboards
...
WHAT THE STARS SAY
Antjie Krog
the stars take your heart
because the stars aren’t the least bit hungry for you!
the
...
WHAT THE WIND HAS TO SAY
Rui Lage
People pass by you, stretched out
in the morgue, as if you’d never
shed a tear or
...
WHAT TO DO WITH
Maud Vanhauwaert
What to do with the woman who suddenly
spread her arms. Did she want to hug me
or was
...
WHAT TO SPEAK ABOUT
Hugo Claus
What to speak about tonight? And preach
in a land we recognise, tolerate,
seldom
...
WHAT WE DON’T TALK ABOUT WHEN WE TALK ABOUT LOVE
Damir Šodan
All said and done
his treatise on redemption
ended up in a black plastic garbage bag...
WHAT WERE WE TALKING ABOUT JUST NOW
Nilmani Phookan
1
What were we talking about just now?
About stone being hard, water cold,
About
...
WHAT’S YOUR ADDRESS, BIRD!
Ouidad Benmoussa
1
 
Femininity is a place
Where it is unpleasant to stay
Unless love
...
WHAT'S AN EYE ALONE
Rituraj
It will not do to paint just an eye.
There must also be some scenery around
vibrating
...
WHAT'S LEFT
Ramsey Nasr
1.

Imagine a room. The room contains a number of regular elements.
There is a
...
WHEAT IN MEMORY OF HAIZI
Bai Hua
Wheat, as I stand here before you 
I let my aching hands hang down by my sides ...
WHEELS WAREHOUSE
Borben Vladović
Rings of old tyres were heaped
like small loops on a wedding cake.
Two early-matured
...
WHEN BLOOD BOILS
Tin Moe
When blood boils, it explodes.
When blood freezes, it ices over.
Hushed and anchored...
WHEN CHITCHAT COMES TO A PAUSE
Inuo Taguchi
When chitchat comes to a pause
we reach the hill called silence, open to distant views...
WHEN DUST RISES
Slavko Jendričko
Soon the swallow’s nest
will turn to dust
and we will lie down deep
in our beds...
WHEN I CHECK EMAIL
Hemant Divate
When I check email
my wife watches ‘Koi Apnaasaa’
my son plays Jigazo
Father
...
WHEN I DIE
Ignatius T. Mabasa
When I die
I don’t want a funeral
With tall speeches
Falling like yellow leaves...
WHEN I PERFUME MYSELF
Han Lynn
When I perfume myself, my twenty feet ambit exudes musk.
Wrapped in the fragrance, I walk
...
WHEN I SEE YOU
Benju Sharma
When I see you I feel like this
a frozen clump of memory starts its liquid flow
fuzzy
...
WHEN I SIT DOWN AT MY TABLE I GET A CUP OF COFFEE AND A GLASS OF WATER
Nachoem M. Wijnberg
A hat on my head when I come in; I don’t take it off when I sit down.
I hang my coat up on a
...
WHEN I WENT TO HIS PLACE
Kerstin Hensel
When I went to his place
he moved the table away
and leaned the bed
against the wall
...
WHEN IT'S ONLY YOU
Mandakranta Sen
I can tell from a man's eyes
Whether he will ever
Be my lover
 
On
...
WHEN ONE DESPAIRS
Ailbhe Ní Ghearbhuigh
Some days, let’s admit it,
I tire
of rallying to her defence

I weary
...
WHEN SOMEBODY DIES
Henrik Nordbrandt
When somebody dies
his surroundings remain:

The distant mountains
the
...
WHEN SOMEONE ASKED SHOTETSU THIS, HE ANSWERED THUS
Nachoem M. Wijnberg
In which province is Mount
...
WHEN THE COMET COMES, A FALLEN STAR
John Leefmans
Like an elastic band, rubber ball, hot balata,
flexible, stretchable, kneadable into
...
WHEN THE EYES OPEN
Dahlia Ravikovitch
Snow on the mountains
above the High Places
and above Jerusalem.
Come down O
...
WHEN THE MOON RISES
Takako Arai
It is the night shift in an abandoned spinning factory
There is only a single light bulb
...
WHEN THE MOONLIGHT MOVES INTO THE DARK
Varavara Rao
For just a nest no aborigine
Cuts away the wooded-shelter.
For the simple slash-burnt
...
WHEN THE PRIME MINISTER VISITS SHILLONG
THE BAMBOOS WATCH IN SILENCE

Kynpham Sing Nongkynrih
When Prime Minister Gujral
planned a visit to the city
bamboos sprang up from
...
WHEN THE WIFE ISN’T HOME
Hemant Divate
In this four-room flat
When the wife isn’t home
One feels terribly lonely
One didn’t feel
...
WHEN THROUGH THE HOTEL ROOM WINDOW WE . . .
Peter Verhelst
 . . . hand palms against the glass. Deep at night we watch
the glacier, two wisps of
...
WHEN WE AGAINST EACH OTHER . . .
Peter Verhelst
A man on the edge of the bath. A shoe, defenceless
on the floor. Her head wrapped in a towel.
...
WHEN WE WERE STILL YOUNG
Gerrit Kouwenaar
When we were still young and the world still old
and we stood on high mountains in a far
...
WHEN YOU COME TO SLEEP WITH ME
COME LIKE MY FATHER

Yona Wallach
When you come to sleep with me
come like my father
come in darkness

speak in his
...
WHEN YOU OPEN YOUR HOUSE
Luz Helena Cordero
When you open your house
your friends come in, they poke around,
they leave their
...
WHENEVER I GO
Paolo Ruffilli
Then, at last
I get moving
notwithstanding
the urge to stay
as closely as I can
in
...
WHERE
C.B. Vaandrager
Where is the other loafer?
Where is the bear-leader?
Where is the flower-girl?...
WHERE AM I IN SLEEP
Roberto Baronti Marchiò
Where am I in sleep when
under the stone of the eyes
the mind takes leave from itself
...
WHERE ARE THEY
Hugo Jamioy Juagibioy
Where are they
who only
sowed corn
in our consciousnesses,
drew their
...
WHERE EVERYTHING
Andrea Gibellini
Here is where everything
appears more truthful than any truth

between the trees and
...
WHERE HAVE THE BOATS GONE?
Nirupama Dutt
Where did the boats come from? O Ranjha
my trader in love?
Where did the boatmen come
...
WHERE I BECOME YOU
Antjie Krog
1.

you come to win me over
at the other end of the world
I hear your call...
WHERE IS KING MZILIKAZI?
Albert Nyathi
Praise be to you of Zulu ancestry
Whose name is Mzilikazi of Matshaobana
We salute
...
WHERE IT BLOOMS AND ABOUNDS BLOOMING
Hannah van Binsbergen
1. You read as if possessed until you come up with a line of your own and don’t hesitate to
...
WHERE LIGHT RAINS
Giovanny Gómez
Window panes where light rains
shadows where the blood remembers
if my body were your
...
WHERE SHALL WE GO THE DAY WE SEE
Eldrid Lunden
Where shall we go the day we see
there is nowhere
to go? When all doors are just as...
WHERE THE DISAPPEARING STOPS
Shuijing Zhulian
the first thing to disappear was a name followed by
...
WHERE THE DREAM WAS
Horacio Benavides
You have returned

Your mouth has matured
in the invisible thread
of summer...
WHERE THE POET READS
Maria Barnas
The finery of leaves in the head of the poet
is more vivid and full than that of the
...
WHEREVER
Arjen Duinker
In a bar, wherever it may be,
I talk to myself
To deny the distance.
I admire the
...
WHEREVER THERE'S A SHOP SELLING RAILS
Sheng Xing
wherever there's a shop selling rails
there's a train that goes there
and
...
WHICH ALL THINGS
Eva Gerlach
What was it you said, something about piking
early on winter mornings when the dark
sat
...
WHILE ONE IS AT TABLE
Gerrit Kouwenaar
While one is at table the dead get ever deader
the way this page feeds on its words
...
WHIRLWIND
Chirikure Chirikure
I heard the word from Macmillan of Britain
There is a new wind blowing in Africa
A wind of
...
WHITE
Miroslav Mićanović
You can hear voices of uncles
and their wives behind closed doors.
 
Voices
...
WHITE CHERRY POEM
Ya Shi
Ah, it’s been days, the bird trill, like this:
comb your raven hair fine under the
...
WHITE NIGHT
Santiago Barcaza
Only the light in her room is on
For the thrush that light is its shadow
The walls fall
...
WHITE ROOM
Barbara Korun
A room, then, a white room,
walls bright with lime wash,
white shutters, bare wooden
...
WHO ELSE IS THERE TO COME?
K. G. Sankara Pillai
Summer.
Sunday.
The married are all at home.
Alone in the deserted lodge
I am
...
WHO IS TUMBLING SIDEWAYS ACROSS THE TABLE?
Gro Dahle
Is it you?
Are you choking on a Brussels sprout, perhaps?
The glasses falling
the
...
WHO IS WHISPERING IN THE BUSHES? IS IT YOU?
Gro Dahle
Once again
The fox comes to the hare
dressed in tails
The white paw, the pretty
...
WHO KNOWS, PERHAPS IT WAS
Yi Sha
the train pulls in at some station at 4 o’clock in the morning
it stops for three
...
WHO LIVES
Santiago Mutis Durán
Certain things have fierce names
among men

The Sunday the blue the beaches
Is there no
...
WHO REMEMBERS DEATH IN A DREAM . . .
Stefan Hertmans
She imagines what I miss,
It clings to her shadow,
Before she knows it, it’s
...
WHO SAID?
K. Satchidanandan
Who said
that waiting is a
railway station in North Malabar?
That a dawn in
...
WHO WHAT
Michel Deguy


For a long time you have been nonexistent
A face sometimes famous and sufficient unto
...
WHOSE COW IS THIS
He Xiaozhu
Down along the path
came a cow
In the distance followed
a person
Whose cow
...
WHO’S THE RABBIT AND “I USED TO BE”?
Branko Maleš
three husbands i had on borneo,
on borneo!
all of them were like five men and one
my
...
WHY ALL THE TIME
Michio Mado
The sun
The moon
The stars

And
The rain
The wind
The rainbow...
WHY ARE WE NOT IN PARADISE?
Ann Jäderlund
I am dying. Deep outside. Out of myself.
I was dying yesterday and since I was born.
I
...
WHY ARE YOU FRIGHTENED
Solomon Ibn Gabirol
Why are you troubled and frightened, my soul?
Be still and dwell where you are.
Since the
...
WHY DID THEY SELECT US TO BE THEIR VICTIMS?
Ayman Agbaria
They axed all the trees in the forest
For one ship.
They stripped us all
The dead
...
WHY DO I MELT SILVER IN MY POEMS?
Paul Snoek
Why do I melt silver in my poems?
Why do I nobly conjure on the vertebrae of beauty? ...
WHY DOES THE POET TAKE HIS WIFE OUT TO MCDONALD'S?
Jalal el- Hakmaoui
Conceited you sit with your legs crossed
While the waves are asleep under your feet
you look
...
WHY GET UPSET
Srečko Kosovel
Why get upset?
Because the clock is broken?
The sun is setting.
The spirit collects
...
WHY I’M CALLING YOU TONIGHT
Gert Vlok Nel
GERT above the ground calling Koos beneath the ground come in Koos come in
WHY I’m
...
WHY NOT, BODY?
C.O. Jellema
Why, body, had you no self-belief
in the days of your youth, finally you are
a shape in
...
WICKED WOMAN
Nirupama Dutt
If you come to my city
you are bound to find
my name in the roster
of wicked
...
WIGWAM
Jan Erik Vold
The warm
rock
and the
warm moss, the warm grass, friendly

green,
...
WIJVENHEIDE
Luuk Gruwez
Let’s head for Wijvenheide then.
 What a shame that distances extend,
but
...
WILD CARD
Anne Vegter
A light-hearted lullaby this, not much happens
that doesn’t already happen somewhere
...
WILL YOU LOVE ME UNTIL THE EDGE OF ETERNITY
Jürgen Rooste
willyou love me until the edge of eternity
and after
we have passed the edge of eternity
...
WIMPLED ONE
Jacob Groot
Not you or me
but they who are now
we, and especially excluded
she, by not being
...
WIND
He Xiaozhu
stepping out, all is wind
wind beneath your clothes pulls you
these are your first
...
WIND OF THE SPIRIT
Teixeira de Pascoaes
I felt a mysterious wind pass by
In a profound and cosmic whirl.
It took me in its arms; I
...
WIND ROSE
Miroslav Mićanović
you’re so boring,
all your life you describe a few
scenes you couldn’t
...
WINDOW-CLEANER SEES PAINTINGS
Menno Wigman
Cars, laughter, noises: everything’s shut out
at seven up. All I can hear’s my sponge ...
WINDOWS
Nawal Naffaa'
I trade my heart for a larger suitcase for those come to the fourth decade.
I count my black
...
WINDY CITY
Eugenia Sánchez Nieto
The wind takes over my city
it blows at dawn with the singing of birds
it ruffles the
...
WINNOWING
Simon Ó Faoláin
Here we go, trying
to separate
the infinite possibilities of life
from the
...
WINTER 1
Eugénie Paultre
lost glance distant glance shared strength clear assurance feeling of truth memory of a music to
...
WINTER 1942
Manolis Anagnostakis
The calendar once more dawned Sunday.

Seven days
One after the other
Bound together
...
WINTER 2
Eugénie Paultre
– a smile noticed received from the blue side of his tender heart his voice always able to
...
WINTER 3
Eugénie Paultre
– must we be higher than things rise above them or be beneath them all the way down –
...
WINTER 4
Eugénie Paultre
love and movement are the same not to fear the beautiful sea sparkling white its flow its
...
WINTER 5
Eugénie Paultre
the singular sensation of sky visits any free spirit so that it can hide in the tiniest corners
...
WINTER AT SCHILDE
Maurice Gilliams
There are no mothers living on this plain;
snow’s falling and, blinder, swamps are bloating.
...
WINTER FINCH
Marlene van Niekerk
The small red finch
so deftly slips
from the swaddling
and unseeing snow...
WINTER GRAPES
Andreas Embiricos
They took away her toys and lover. Well then she bowed her head and almost died. But the thirteen
...
WINTER IN THE SOUTH
Miriam Van hee
I imagined the wind
without shrubs and trees
and the sun without our skin

then I saw
...
WINTER MUSIC
Roni Margulies
My first snowfall at Beşiktaş, in the very places
I dreamt of during all those winters in
...
WINTER ON THE ISLAND
Andriana Škunca
in winter
solid trackways overgrow the sea
storms sift down to the bones of fishes...
WINTER SOLSTICE
Han Dong

someone burns paper money in the street 
it’s the day of the winter
...
WINTERING
Bei Dao
Waking up: the northern pine forest—
The urgent drum beats of the earth
The alcohol of
...
WINTERING
Ailbhe Ní Ghearbhuigh
I caught a stomach-sorrow
while traipsing October’s fogs

I ate to nourish it ...
WINTERY FIELDS SEEN FROM THE TRAIN
Elke Erb
There stood 1 tree
not tall, at night (???)    To the right
a
...
WIR WOLLEN DIE GANZE NACHT TRINKEN
Gloria Dünkler
In the tavern, after their watch, the veterans
described the details of their triumphs while
...
WITCHES (A LULLABY)
Yael Globerman
A hungry woman is a frightening
...
WITH A LANTERN OF HOPE
Tin Moe
Drifted in by tidal waves
with hugs of attachment
on the shore of the North Sea
a
...
WITH A LITTLE LEAF-MOULD
Nikos Karouzos
I would have improved the blue upliftings of the stalks
but my brain is in collapse...
WITH EVERY KIND OF HUNGER
Lucienne Stassaert
Judging by the silence
your children toss and turn in dreams
that no father or mother
...
WITH HEADS HELD HIGH
Mark Insingel
with heads held high
with heads held high and in straight lines
with heads held high
...
WITH LESS SILENCE
Hassan El Ouazzani
With a little sun. With much night.
With your most open heart. With more of your perfume....
WITH LITTLE BEINGS
Ulrike Draesner
lustous (she doesn’t ponounce r)
 
it must be big the wanding eyes: my light
...
WITH MY GRANDFATHER
Zelda
Like our father Abraham
who counted stars at night,
who called out to his Creator
from the
...
WITH THE DEAD
Szabolcs Várady
I take good care in my dealings with the dead.
I’m not sure whether they know that they are
...
WITH THE SUNS OF SUMMER
Fernando Linero
With the suns of summer
came the orders of leisure, of desertion.
In the morning
...
WITH THESE ELECTRIC TORCHES
Mehrdad Fallah
There is nothing new
in the hand that ties this light bulb
to the peak of the mountain
...
WITHOUT A PLACE
Anamika
This is how the shloka goes —
    women, nails and
...
WITHOUT ARMS
Karinna Alves Gulias
Without arms to carry the sprouting.
Son was carried by the wind
to the river...
WITHOUT MERCY
Mourid Barghouti
There is a sweet music,
but its sweetness fails to console you.
This is what the days
...
WITHOUT WAKING YOU
Marijana Radmilović
In my hand I clutch the silence, all else is only seeming,
the clutch too tight, the
...
WITHOUT YOU
Yuri Andrukhovych
From Songs For the Dead Rooster


Again, damn it, radio, television, the papers.
The
...
WITHOUT YOU – 2
Yuri Andrukhovych
From Songs For the Dead Rooster


The same smells, the same
scented candles, and
...
WITNESSES AT THE THRESHOLD
Erik Lindner
1. Birds tilt at millsails
no longer whirling

barking by the houseboats...
WOKEN OUT OF DOGMATIC SLUMBER
Volker Braun
Did you use the night? – I practised hopeful
Waiting. – Who for? What for? – You also know,
...
WOLF
Barbara Korun
. . . and he is strange to me, strange, he who is all wolf and eats
into my body from
...
WOLF’S IN TOWN
Yao Feng
Wolf’s in town
The sheep make no move
they only nibble grass from the ground
They
...
WOMAN AND BLOOD
Prathibha Nandakumar
Tiny fingers cut and bleed
despite the warning not to touch the knife.
Blood finally stops
...
WOMAN BURNING CLOTHES
Liu Waitong
Burn me. The bright opera stage empties
here by Tung Chung Bay, where tomorrow there will be
...
WOMAN FROM A DESERT
Dane Zajc
Woman from a desert
has breasts of sand (red)
her navel is a hollow in the sand
as
...
WOMAN MARTYR
Agi Mishol
You are only twenty
and your first pregnancy is a bomb.
Under your broad skirt you are
...
WOMAN OF A MISTY MOON
Samuel Jaramillo
Under the rays of the blue moon,
filtered through the mist,
she sails.
Her merlons are
...
WOMAN OVERBOARD
Margarida Vale de Gato
MAYDAY I break out: the hard war endures;
empty is the vessel from which I part –...
WOMAN, OBSTINACY OF ASIA
Nikos Karouzos
You are a continent of the chest from the depths of races,
you wander like the moon, ...
WOMAN'S SONG
Esther Raab
Blessed is he who made me a woman – 
that I am earth and Adam,
a tender rib; ...
WOMEN
Ivan Slamnig
Women are creatures from Venus, except that we live together.
In order to become acquainted
...
WOMEN
Anamika
We were read
like the torn pages of children’s notebooks
made into cones to hold warm
...
WOMEN-BIRDS
Vito Apüshana (Miguel Ángel López)
It so happened that one afternoon I saw two stone curlews running.
They passed fast by my
...
WOMEN.COM
Mallika Sengupta
Today, on our Computer Day
Come let’s place our hand on the women.com button
This very
...
WOMEN'S TALK
Noam Partom

Sylvia,
many have by now written to you, and I am no better than they.
But, if I
...
WONDERFUL MONTH
Ramsey Nasr
that was in the wonderful month
of excess and of blossomings
when my chest swirled up
...
WONDERLESSLAND
Washington Cucurto
This morning I woke up saddened.
This land can’t give any Wonder.
Is it
...
WONG KAR-WAI
Rui Lage
As if I asked your
name, and an echo of me
answered
that you don’t exist ...
WOOD
Ruth Lasters
Did you ever see
the aftermath of fireworks? The branches of smoke, not

the
...
WOODBLOCK. GRAVESTONE
Tomas Lieske
They have let loose a carpentry workshop on him:
clothes off and on the tenterhook, hands in
...
WOOL
K. Schippers
the red of
two threads
on the table
 
or the number
two glued
...
WORD
Aurelio Arturo
  

  
The word surrounds us  
we hear
...
WORDS
Rin Ishigaki
A line of a poem floats into my mind
Vividly
Then suddenly deserts me.
Like the fish that
...
WORDS
Eugénio de Andrade
They are like a crystal,
words.
Some a dagger,
some a blaze.
Others,
merely
...
WORDS
Toshio Nakae
    To murmur the word ‘silence’ without really knowing the word. To throw away
...
WORDS
Jiban Narah
Gradually they waned and went still.
Where did those frenetic words come from?
The fair
...
WORDS
Varavara Rao
Words, smothered in the folds of the self,
Must be stirred awake,
Made to amble and
...
WORDS AGAIN
Titos Patríkios
Words in their thousands pour out of dictionaries
as soon as you open them
like ants, black,
...
WORDS ARE LOST ON POETS
Raúl Henao
Words are lost on poets

Their steps are lost

One the track of life...
WORDS DON’T DIE OF COLD
Kedarnath Singh
Words don’t die of cold
they die from a lack of courage
Words often perish...
WORDS FILL THE WHOLE UNIVERSE
Michelle Grangaud
Words fill the whole universe, like light, but unlike light they have no shadow.
The chorus
...
WORDS FOR A FRIEND CALLED GOD
Mario Rivero
1962
a day like any other day
men have put into orbit
another capsule
the astronaut
...
WORDS INTO RAIN
Dane Zajc
Rain, protect me from myself.
Let me not come to myself staggering,
with tattered
...
WORDS OF A CERTAIN DEAD MAN
Antero de Quental
I've been dead for over a millennium,
Exposed, on this cliff, to wind and rain:
Not even
...
WORDS TO PRINCE EPAMINONDAS,
A LAD WITH A GREAT FUTURE

Mário Cesariny de Vasconcelos
Strip yourself of truths
the great before the small
your own before any others
dig a pit
...
WORK JOURNAL
Guo Jinniu
The temperature on the construction site is only 3 degrees higher than mine.
The river under
...
WORK SHIRE
Isabella Motadinyane
I ran away
skipping the border
and met a man
who said Yorkshire
England is
...
WORKING AT LOVE
Jan Baeke
It’s a lot of work, it tends to be too much work
love, said our advisers, was warm and
...
WORLD
Mostapha Samady
The world can make it uneven 
Tie sorrow to Somalia 
Missiles to
...
WORLD OF MIRRORS
Gili Haimovich
We live in a world of mirrors,
our house has two terraces.
The front faces the
...
WORLD WAR FINAL
Ali Abdolrezaei
We who had not believed
the war has ended
did not leave the trenches
nor put down
...
WORMING UP VON KWABBENSTEIN
Tsead Bruinja
is a man of the world. He is fond of declaiming gems like: Switzerland is rather expensive. Just
...
WORSHIPPING IMOINU
Yumlembam Ibomcha Singh
Whether winter or summer
Whether bombs burst or don’t burst
Beautiful women walk
...
WOUND
Banira Giri
Your full force was first raised against me

Let these spear-tipped streams
flow
...
WOUND OF YOUR WOUND
Carlos López Degregori
(december 14)

I’ve birthed a goddess or a god. It came from my eyes or my mouth, I’m
...
WRAPPED IN NOTHING
Juan Manuel Roca
A priest slapped my face in the schoolyard because I wasn’t singing a hymn, and my cheek, after 40
...
WRATH
Mark Boog
Wrath, blue fire with red tongues,
licks these days clean. The stockade
in the winter
...
WRITING
Roland Jooris
Taking away
writing is
taking away,

so that
all I leave
is a
...
WRITING
José Manuel Arango
night, like an animal
left its breath on my window

between the needles of the cold
I
...
WRITING
Anitha Thampi
Bathing,
the water stopped
all of a sudden

Whistling,
the water in the
...
WRITING IN HEBREW
Ayman Agbaria
I have a role for you.
Perfect for you:
The hero’s best friend.
You get to be
...
WRITING POETRY
Hrvoje Pejakovic
A fragment of what mirror, with whose inscriptions on the palm?
Then:
you plunge into the
...
WRITTEN BEFORE RAIN
Duo Yu
  
rain comes up from the South, falls for a while
then leaves for the Bohai Sea,
...
WRITTEN DOWN
Jan Baeke
Glad we were able to strike at the heart.
Written to the brotherhood
that we lack the
...
WRITTEN IN PENCIL IN THE SEALED RAILWAY-CAR
Dan Pagis
here in this carload
i am eve
with abel my son
if you see my other son
cain
...
WRONGPOEMINNEWYORK
Katalin Molnár
hereMePersonInNewYorkWhereHeatFillStreet
   
...
 
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