Earth Your Dancing Place / by May Swenson
Beneath heaven's vault remember always walking through halls of cloud down aisles of sunlight or through high hedges of the green rain walk in the…
Edebiyat, Sanat, Düşünce ve Yaşamak Üzerine
Beneath heaven's vault remember always walking through halls of cloud down aisles of sunlight or through high hedges of the green rain walk in the…
The human realities of the living are now As close to me as my own--oh, see how Dusty that plant gets when you don't clean…
Man has lost his gods. If he loses his dignity, it's all over. I said that. What did I mean? First, that…
Turn to yon vale beneath, whose tangled shade Excludes the blazing torch of noon-day light, Where sportive Fawns, and dimpled Loves invite, The bow'r of…
The mind sports god-extensions. It's the mountain from which the tributaries spring: self, self, self, self-- rivering up on curling plumes from his elaborate head-piece…
Maker-of-Sevens in the scheme of things From earth to star; Thy cycle holds whatever is fate, and Over the border the bar. Though rank and…
Two decommissioned highways cross and continue toward their borders with the casual certainty the dead carry in their sample cases. Leaning against the wind I…
What is there left to do during a truce, but look at boys swinging swords at the trunks of trees? (daha&helliip;)
Let them be, the battles you fought, in silence. Bury your shame, the worst you thought, in silence. (daha&helliip;)
In the old recording of the birthday party, the voices of the living and the dead (daha&helliip;)
Into the fluorescent rough country headlong into bulks of flesh (daha&helliip;)
Şilili şair Vicente Huidobro 10 Ocak 1893'te Şili'de Santiago'da doğdu, 2 0cak 1948' te Santiago yakınlarında Cartagena'da öldü. Avant-garde Creacionismo (Kreasyonizm) akımının öncüsüdür, tam adı Vicente García…
Rafael Alberti, İspanya'da "Diktatörlük Altındaki Kuşak" diye adlandırılan edebiyatçılardandır. 22 yaşında, Marinero en tierra adlı şiir kitabıyla yaygın bir üne kavuştu. Kitaptaki şiirler, 1920'lerde ortaya…
Your names toll in my dreams. I pick up tinsel in the street. A nameless god streaks my hand with blood. I look at the…