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"Madre naturaleza", de Sandesh Ghimire (Nepal, siglo XX) https://franciscocenamor.blogspot.com/2025/12/poema-del-dia-madre-naturaleza-de.html
Revista @RKametsa (11 de mayo de 2021, Perú).
“You are the King, and I am your Star”
It was etched, carved, and bled there
by you and my uncle.
A lost language scribbled
upon your trauma Rosetta Stone.
Years after you’d moved off
the street, shack, slum
and into this real home,
devoid of rats, rags,
and abusive fathers.
It was on a beam in the basement,
behind an old TV box,
with dead earwigs in its folds.
The house once had a garden
from your mother, my grandmother.
And those bugs, the clawed ink-drops
were living everywhere
their husks, fossil-songs
to her stalks of cherry tomatoes.
The wood was creased, parted,
and curled, as if the vignette had just happened.
You were still the two little boys
marking it yours, with the sunlight
tracing through a ground-level window,
growing life in a non-chlorophyll pattern
from 94 million miles away
a natural spotlight on hope between past and future.
We found it when I was moving out.
Another bout of depression, failed
relationship, and unpaid rent
for your childhood home
you bought when grandma died.
It was a piece of you; something you wanted
for memory, family, a forever symbol of safety.
A limb of hope after
so many emotional dismemberments.
I could not hold onto it,
It was slippery, slimy, a dream that didn’t want
to be held, an eel lurking in the quagmire,
eternally wriggling away
beneath the subtlest grasp.
Your sanctuary was another rubble-sunk Atlantis,
so now, years after it was sold and lost
your first glimmer amongst the poverty
I can at least remember what it said.
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15 years ago I was living in my grandma's old house, and my dad ended up selling it because of life and such. This poem is about what I found carved on a pillar by my uncle and him when they were children. Enjoy!
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https://patrickwmarshauthor.wordpress.com/2025/12/10/you-are-the-king-and-i-am-your-star/
Angel eyes
Where are the eyes that looked so fine.
And in the dark morn shine
Those that look upon all with glee
And in the face of anger do not flee.
The face that looks upon me
As though gold I should be.
Upon me fair your gaze.
But to seduce you, such a maze.
1
apricot trees exist, apricot trees exist
2
bracken exists; and blackberries, blackberries;
bromine exists; and hydrogen, hydrogen
3
cicadas exist; chicory, chromium,
citrus trees; cicadas exist;
cicadas, cedars, cypresses, the cerebellum
Inger #Christensen (1935-2009): #poems from alfabet/alphabet (1988) English #translation by Susanna #Nied (Bloodaxe Books, Hexham/UK 2000) #Danish #poetry
Photo: etching by Per Kirkeby to poem 1 in I. Christensen: alfabet/alphabet, Münster 2022
Título: POPULARIDAD MALVADA.
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NOWHERE
https://thelavendergaze.com/2025/07/nowhere/
Always seeking
never finding.
Always nowhere
never arriving ...
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INTENSE RELEASE
https://thelavendergaze.com/2009/02/intense-release/
Touch me –
bring me to the edge.
Moaning I withhold
that which you let me retain
waiting for that cry of release ...
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"Twelve selected poems and prose from six poets set to music: Rilke, Akhmatova, Frost, Harper, Longfellow, Hughes."
“Poems About Love And Punk Rock” By Joe McNally (Earth Island Books)
Let’s cut the noise for a second. We all know the legendary stories of ’90s punk, the stadium tours, the multi-platinum records, the endless, chaotic energy that seemed to define a couple of generations. But what happens when the volume finally drops? What happens when the tour van breaks down for the last time, and you’re left with a thousand bad decisions ringing in your ears? That’s the messy, beautiful, and honest territory that Joe McNally steers in his book, Poems About Love And Punk Rock. McNally, a guy who actually lived that life (Voodoo Glow Skulls, Green Day and The Offspring touring member as a trumpet player, and many more bands along the way), delivered a book that goes beyond the typical band memoir. It’s about the life behind the gigs, about addiction, chaos, and the long recovery that led to sixteen years of sobriety and a second act as a teacher and writer. This book is a collection of short stories and poems written over the years, but they originated as spoken-word performance pieces. They were literally hammered out on stage and at open mics, designed to be read aloud, read in a way that a simple, smart, and honest man would tell a story to a friend. You feel that intimate connection on every page. The style just crackles with the energy of a verbal delivery. It’s brutally honest at times, wildly impulsive and sentimental at others. It reads like a conversation over a few late-night cups of coffee.
The poems are truly small stories in themselves, and each one carries its own distinct message, a sharp piece of pain, a dose of joy, or a quiet plea for hope. Because the stories are short and punchy, designed for maximum impact at a reading, they paint these incredibly vivid images into your mind, and let me tell you, not all of these images are pretty. McNally doesn’t flinch when talking about the dark side of touring life, the stuff that was, unfortunately, standard punk rock fare back then. He pulls no punches on tales of suicide, the struggle with drug addiction, street fights like the one that earned him a Rolling Stone feature with bandages on his head, and the heartbreaking trail of relationships destroyed by constant motion and chaos. He captures the essence of a life where hope and self-destruction were often locked in a death match. Despite the rough content, the stories are painted with a sympathetic tone towards the positive side of life. the search for hope and redemption. McNally is documenting the fall, but he’s also celebrating the fact that he got back up. The whole collection is weighted by the perspective of a person who has survived the trauma and found clarity.
The stories are centered around the ’90s punk scene and the zaniness of the touring life, the shared stages with legends like Voodoo Glow Skulls, Green Day, The Offspring, Rancid, NOFX, and Sublime, but the true heart of the book deals with universal, fundamental human issues like love, friendship, hope, and the long, winding road to redemption. It’s a book about addiction and recovery, chaos and the quiet power of choosing clarity. It’s about the life that exists when the stage lights are off, and the crowd noise is gone. This book is designed to be read in bits and pieces, which is perfect for a modern attention span. You can absorb a simple, exciting story that was told countless times verbally over the years and now finally exists in a permanent format. It’s a book you leave on your bedside table or toss into your bag, it doesn’t demand a massive time commitment, but it rewards you instantly with raw, genuine insight. Poems About Love And Punk Rock is an essential document for anyone who has ever loved punk rock or struggled to find their footing in the world. It’s a bridge between the reckless legend of the ’90s punk scene and the hard-won wisdom of adulthood. If you want the real, behind-the-scenes truth of what it takes to live a life fueled by noise and eventually find peace, you need this book. It’s fantastic. Head to Earth Island Books for more info about ordering.
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Started reading the #poetry collection "New-Generation African Poets (Kumi Na Moja)."
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Always excited for this annual compilation; doubly so after reading the first chapbook (alphabetically speaking): Abdulkareem Abdulkareem's "Loss Is A Door."
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The Irked Professor (Limerick)
http://www.madkane.com/humor_blog/2025/12/07/the-irked-professor-limerick/
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