Şiir Earth Your Dancing Place / by May Swenson Adem Özbay06 Haziran 20130 Beneath heaven's vault remember always walking through halls of cloud down aisles of sunlight or through high...
Şiir Compassion IV / by Noelle Kocot Adem Özbay01 Nisan 20130 The human realities of the living are now As close to me as my own--oh, see how Dusty that plant gets when...
Şiir Sappho and Phaon: Sonnet III / by Mary Robinson Adem Özbay23 Mart 20130 Turn to yon vale beneath, whose tangled shade Excludes the blazing torch of noon-day light, Where sportive...
Şiir The Gods Are in the Valley / by Dana Levin Adem Özbay19 Mart 20130 The mind sports god-extensions. It's the mountain from which the tributaries spring: self, self, self,...
Şiir The Wife-Woman / by Anne Spencer Adem Özbay16 Mart 20130 Maker-of-Sevens in the scheme of things From earth to star; Thy cycle holds whatever is fate, and Over the...
Şiir Opening Gambit / by Michael McGriff Adem Özbay15 Mart 20130 Two decommissioned highways cross and continue toward their borders with the casual certainty the dead carry...
Şiir French Kissing / by Gregory Sherl Adem Özbay12 Mart 20130 What is there left to do during a truce, but look at boys swinging swords at the trunks of trees?...
Şiir Ghazal: In Silence Adem Özbay06 Mart 20130 Let them be, the battles you fought, in silence. Bury your shame, the worst you thought, in silence....
Şiir On. On. Stop. Stop. Adem Özbay01 Mart 20130 In the old recording of the birthday party, the voices of the living and the dead...
Şiir Poem Entering the Apple Valley Target Adem Özbay27 Şubat 20130 Into the fluorescent rough country headlong into bulks of flesh...
Alıntı Bir şair üç şiir: Vicente HUIDOBRO Adem Özbay26 Şubat 20130 Şilili şair Vicente Huidobro 10 Ocak 1893'te Şili'de Santiago'da doğdu, 2 0cak 1948' te Santiago...
Şiir Bir şair altı şiir: Rafael Alberti Adem Özbay24 Şubat 20130 Rafael Alberti, İspanya'da "Diktatörlük Altındaki Kuşak" diye adlandırılan edebiyatçılardandır. 22...
Şiir 26 Adem Özbay21 Şubat 20130 Your names toll in my dreams. I pick up tinsel in the street. A nameless god streaks my hand with...