Three gruks (grooks) by Piet Hein
Three gruks (grooks) . MISSING LINK Man’s a kindof Missing Linkfondly thinkinghe can think. . THE ROAD TO WISDOM The road to wisdom?—Well, it’splain and simple to express:Errand errand err again,but lessand lessand less. .… Continue Reading
“The Foreboding” by Robert Graves
The Foreboding Looking by chance in at the open windowI saw my own self seated in his chairWith gaze abstracted, furrowed forehead,Unkempt hair. I thought that I had suddenly come to die,That to a cold… Continue Reading
“The only ghost I ever saw” by Emily Dickinson
The only ghost I ever saw The only ghost I ever sawWas dressed in mechlin*,—so;He wore no sandal on his foot,And stepped like flakes of snow.His gait was soundless, like the bird,But rapid, like the… Continue Reading
“Poem / Poema” by Maria Teresa Horta
Poem I let him come.He sneaks on tiptoeright up to my ear; under its ribs my heartquivers, quickensas the excitement mounts: first the forest appears,then the woodland-sequel,more mist than snow to the touch – from… Continue Reading
“The Cats Will Know” by Cesare Pavese
The Cats Will Know Rain will fall againon your smooth pavement,a light rain likea breath or a step.The breeze and the dawnwill flourish againwhen you return,as if beneath your step.Between flowers and sillsthe cats will… Continue Reading
“Almost Forty” by Ada Limón
Almost Forty The birds were being so bizarre today,we stood static and listened to them insane in their winter shock of sweet gum and ash.We swallow what we won’t say: Maybe it’s a warning. Maybe… Continue Reading
“The Old Wisdom” by Jane Goodall
The Old Wisdom When the night wind makes the pine trees creakAnd the pale clouds glide across the dark sky,Go out my child, go out and seekYour soul: The Eternal I. For all the grasses… Continue Reading
A fragment of poetry by Pablo Picasso
A fragment of poetry … the street be full of starsand the prisoners eat dovesand the doves eat cheeseand the cheese eat wordsand the words eat bridgesand the bridges eat looksand the looks eat cups… Continue Reading
“The Drunken Boat / Le Bateau ivre” by Arthur Rimbaud
The Drunken Boat As I was going down impassive Rivers,I no longer felt myself guided by haulers:Yelping redskins had taken them as targetsAnd had nailed them naked to colored stakes. I was indifferent to all… Continue Reading
“Ozymandias” by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Ozymandias I met a traveller from an antique land,Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stoneStand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,And wrinkled… Continue Reading