To a Northern Summer Morning
Soft, cool Northern Summer morning, You often greet my eyes in pleasant dreams, Old friend, who whispered to me in my youth Of love, or...
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- Apr 7, 2018
- 4 min
A Late Dante Canzone: Amor, che movi tua vertu da cielo
Oh Love, who takes his power from on high, As the sun does its splendor, So do the rays of your perpetual fire Shine brighter where they...
By Daniel Leach
- Apr 2, 2018
- 2 min
Flight of the Ibis
In the golden light of the late Spring evening, A boy is dreaming on the backyard swing, Swinging and dreaming, as over the treetops And...
Original Translation
- Mar 25, 2018
- 1 min
Wanderer’s Night Song II by Johann Wolfgang Goethe
II. Over the hilltops Is quietness, And in the treetops Emptiness, There's hardly a sigh. The birds are soundless in the forest; With...
By Omar Ahmad Alkhulaki
- Mar 25, 2018
- 1 min
My Soul is Dark
My soul is ever so dark, Like the majestic night, In its center my heart, Shines atop milky white. And from an early start, It never had...
By Edward Hoke
- Mar 21, 2018
- 1 min
Sonnet — by Edward Hoke
12/03/17 Of all ye gods, that crown Olympus high, Who yet remains that man’s not brought to heel? When aircraft daily pierce great Zeus’s...
By Paul Gallagher
- Mar 20, 2018
- 2 min
Who Can Tell a Wave...
Who Can Tell a Wave… Who can tell a wave when its run will end? A soldier answers, “None.” How many chances come to flee or stand? Again...
By Daniel Leach
- Mar 3, 2018
- 2 min
In St. Mary's Church — Fredricksburg, TX
High above the altar, looking down, The stained-glass angel smiles almost unseen, At generations passing through below, Some raise their...
Translation
- Dec 15, 2017
- 2 min
The Knight of Toggenburg (1797) by Friedrich Schiller
Sir knight, I can a sister’s love Happily offer you, But any other kind of love Would not be true. Softly I can appear to you, And softly...
Translation
- Dec 12, 2017
- 6 min
Dante's Canzone On Grace and Virtue: Poschia ch’amor del tutto m’ha lasciato
Since everything has already been taken, And joy forsaken, When such delight was never known before, Since Love could stand no more To...
By David B. Gosselin
- Dec 4, 2017
- 2 min
The Gardens of Cordoba
My heart longs for gardens at Cordoba Where young maidens weep like morning roses; And suns never shimmer without gilding Cloudlets with...
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