day 05- a poem that reminds you of someoneand I have two of them that speaks in blaring volumes to me.Some day is a placea timea dreama blade of grassdried out,and reminiscentof a daywith realityfilled with hopesome daywas a wordwe usedto tauteach other,a distant spotwe hungered forbut were anxiousnot to findtoo soon,someday,was a yearning,a man I knew,and lovedin a somedaysort ...
Day 04- a poem that disturbs youI completely agree with Delilah here considering Afdhel Aziz's poetry. Small and simple maybe the size, determinedly his words are like hardened candy. As you pop them in your mouth, the taste is slow and coming you only wish it never melted to end too soon. It starts pretty untroubled and jovial however this ...
Day 03- a poem that comforts youNizar Qabbani's poems have always been a sort of balm. He never stops to calm me. here is his ' I conquer the world with words'.I conquer the world with words,conquer the mother tongue,verbs, nouns, syntax.I sweep away the beginning of thingsand with a new languagethat has the music of water the message of ...
Day 02 - your least favorite poemis none other than Thom Gunn's The Man with night sweats. The day it was a lesson during my A Level Literature was suicidal. Sexual imagery with AIDS blotting in is quite painfully irksome but rather terribly sad. I didn't like the blend in this. Thats why.I wake up cold, I whoprospered through dreams ...
Am loving April Fool's idea. Thank you. Even with all the work load that Ive been put into, I'd try giving this a shot.Day 01- the poem you last readThe Beach, Plus Pablo by Alfred. A YusonSmall waves rippledas large wordsaround his sandalshis sonnets slippedon the wet stonesuntil the passionof winds and loveof sun dried the pageof the poet's longingThe ...
The countdown has began. I am not talking about Prince William and his royal wedding. I am talking about the day I was born 21 years back. Hey I deserve an inkling of care. So what was it like through those extraordinary battles for a baby who dared to overcome abortion? It was indeed an evening of moccasin feat and ...
Cats. These satiny, finger nimbly, whiskered stuffed animals are things you'd like over sullen kids.The whispered sins of cafes and Pastry lounges in those small winding streets where you could just sniff, stir and drink beverages, munch warm buns and just mooch around
