This a collaborative work: poem written by Jun Tigno and visual interpretation by Crystal Dawn. I had to upload it again, as I mistakenly titled it (Ode to Wounded Eyes), and I was...

This is the sixty-fifth poem from the Cavafy canon. If you wish to see the whole series you can find it on my You Tube site http://uk.youtube.com/user/cavafyinenglish 65.IN THE EVENING Experience...

Flowers of Dis… Content
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Blue skies and clouds of wonder,
floating on the winds of God’s breath.
And man crawls upon the Earth
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This is my 'treatment' (NOT an exact translation!) of the poem 'Becher am boden' from the volume 'Algabal' by the German poet Stefan George (1868-1933). The accompanying picture is 'The Roses...

This is a recent poem, written just before Christmas on a very cold December day. It speaks of parting and of the sense of the presence of the distant beloved, the haunting theme of the ferne...

Constantine Cavafy 69. GAZING All the beauty I ever saw before - yes, all of it; none of it abandoned - has turned into an archetypal image lost in the creeping foliage of my brain among thick...

This beautiful poem by Yeats is really one of his very best. And his best is made of gold and bronze. I dedicate this reading of the poem to The Lady Anne, Maras Veil, whose own beautiful poem...

No Right to Complain
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

No right to complain, my hearts a grenade
and someone’s pulled the pin.
My body has rushed in to cover its,
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The movie that played in my mind when I wrote this piece was that of an absentee father whose work took him to witness the problems of the world, only to find out when he retired home that he...

This poem owes a great deal to the first sections of the translation of the Orphic Hymns published by Thomas Taylor in London in 1792 which is available on the Net. The pictures are mostly from...