Daily Archives: August 27, 2018

The Night – Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

My voice that is for you the languid one, and gentle, Disturbs the velvet of the dark night’s mantle, By my bedside, a candle, my sad guard, Burns, and my poems ripple and merge in flood — And run the … Continue reading

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The Breath Of Night – Randall Jarrell

The moon rises. The red cubs rolling In the ferns by the rotten oak Stare over a marsh and a meadow To the farm’s white wisp of smoke. A spark burns, high in heaven. Deer thread the blossoming rows Of … Continue reading

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Lonesome Night – Hermann Hesse

You brothers, who are mine, Poor people, near and far, Longing for every star, Dream of relief from pain, You, stumbling dumb At night, as pale stars break, Lift your thin hands for some Hope, and suffer, and wake, Poor … Continue reading

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Weaving At Night – Ho Xuan Huong

Lampwick turned up, the room glows white. The looms moves easily all night long as feet work and push below. Nimbly the shuttle flies in and out, wide or narrow, big or small, sliding in snug. Long or short, it … Continue reading

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Day And Night – Ho Xuan Huong

Peekaboo we used to play; my hands covered my face, your hands covered your face, incredible, there we were gone. That is what we play now, your hands on my face and my hands on your eyes. Incredible how we … Continue reading

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