I’m going to cheat here. I’m pretty sure that this means a poem being performed by the poet or a poetry reading of sorts. But I’m going to post a poem that has been put into music and I simply love watching it. The poem is I Carry Your Heart With Me - E E Cummings i carry your heart ...

This was a tough one and it created a roadblock in the progression of the 30 day exercise. I still cant quite make up my mind (a poem about indecisiveness would work) but I got this. I love her humorous style of writing. Although this isnt exactly a self portrait, I think the spirit of it serves the purpose. . If I were ...

It’s about the pathetic thrills of an ageing man. Trust Bukowski to make it so funny. . Who in the Hell is Tom Jones? - Charles Bukowski I was shacked with a24 year old girl fromNew York City fortwo weeks- aboutthe time of the garbagestrike out there, andone night my 34 year old woman arrived andshe said, “I want to ...

This one’s pretty simple and not explicit at all. But I find this poem strangely erotic, charged with anticipation. . Indian Summer - Eileen Carney Hulme Like a deep blue waveof passionyou shore into the roomwhere I sit waiting quietly,open-booked.We have moved through days,loss, painto hold this moment,this picture postcard seascapeof gentle harbouring.You say ‘I knew you were hereI could ...

This could be many poems. But none so much as Milton’s poems. I sincerely believe his intention was to confuse. Poems like L’Allegro mean nothing to me. But here’s a shorter one that is equally confounding. I do understand the words and even phrases, but as a whole it makes no sense. Maybe its just me. . Hail, Holy Light - John ...

Problem is, I have way too many favorites. So I’m just going to pick my favorite local poet which is an easier choice. I know I’ve sung his praises here before, but what can I say? He’s good. He speaks to me. As a kid, I used to listen to this guy on radio but then he disappeared and one ...

She couldnt have, because this is a fairly new poem. But I would have been inspired. On the other hand, I am already something like this so my mother must have taught me similar things anyway. I love the sheer energy of this poem. Little extreme perhaps, but thats Blackman’s poetic license. . Daughter - Nicole BlackmanOne day I’ll give birth to a ...

Dont think I need an explanation for this one. . I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair - Pablo Neruda   I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all dayI hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh,your ...

This one’s easy. With much thanks to a school literature text book, I couldnt forget this poem if I tried. Many interpretations exist and some fail to do justice to this poem that has so many layers. Well, I may be wrong, but this is my own take on it; The poet is attracted to something or someone that he well acknowledges belongs to another man. ...

On the 5th of March 1986, Major General Mamman Jiya Vatsa was executed in Calabar, Nigeria by the government for the alleged involvement in a coup. Unfortunately, I happened to be there, within earshot in fact. I remember how we were all huddled in a group, adults twisting their hands in agitation as the gunshots cracked through air. I was ...

I’m reminded of an impromptu trip to Kandy with 3 friends. Of which, two of them actually hooked up during that trip leaving the other friend and I to our own devices for most part. So I put my feet up and let myself be enchanted by China Bay Blues, a collection of poems by Afdhel Aziz. His poems are so simple yet achingly ...

Poem to an Unnameable Man - Dorothea Lasky  You have changed me already. I am a fireball That is hurtling towards the sky to where you are You can choose not to look up but I am a giant orange ball That is throwing sparks upon your face Oh look at them shake Upon you like a great planet that ...

6 lines of disturbing thought. Epitaph On A Tyrant - W H Auden Perfection, of a kind, was what he was after,And the poetry he invented was easy to understand;He knew human folly like the back of his hand,And was greatly interested in armies and fleets;When he laughed, respectable senators burst with laughter,And when he cried the little children died in the streets.

After wracking my brains for a poem I dislike yesterday this one today is piece of cake. Its a long one to digest I admit, but I find it strangely soothing. First found an excerpt of it in ‘Rebecca’ and thought that ‘him’ refers to a man but having read the whole poem I was surprised to find it was a ...

It was hard to think of one but this one I find condescending while it attempts to stereo-type love. A Woman’s Shortcomings - Elizabeth Barrett Browning She has laughed as softly as if she sighed,She has counted six, and over,Of a purse well filled, and a heart well tried -Oh, each a worthy lover!They “give her time”; for her soul ...

What drew me to this poem is the implication of love that continues even without gratification. Posted this on my blog last April and read it last night again. When You Are Old - W B Yeats When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of ...

day 01 – the poem you last readday 02 – your least favorite poemday 03 – a poem that comforts you day 04 – a poem that disturbs you day 05 – a poem that reminds you of someoneday 06 – a poem that reminds you of somewhereday 07 – a poem that reminds you of a certain event day 08 – a ...

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