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Darmodej:
i havent written myself but i really like my country's poetry
especially nikola vaptsarov
when i first read "a letter" in school i was like
(english translation but its a bit stiff)
to the point i've come to to this point associate a specific unrelated aesthetic to it like in yuasa movies or tekkonkinkreet, o meninho e o mundo (short twitter gallery thread) (nitter mirror). images that make you remember the sea and the machines

~Edit by melon to remove meme gif, please avoid using memes on the forum, thank you!

Melooon:
I think this is a really lovely pome by quite a famous Irish poet :cheesy:

Everything is Going to be All Right by Derek Mahon
How should I not be glad to contemplate
the clouds clearing beyond the dormer window
and a high tide reflected on the ceiling?
There will be dying, there will be dying,
but there is no need to go into that.
The poems flow from the hand unbidden
and the hidden source is the watchful heart.
The sun rises in spite of everything
and the far cities are beautiful and bright.
I lie here in a riot of sunlight
watching the day break and the clouds flying.
Everything is going to be all right.

di:
I'm so happy you started this thread! I'm a fan of poetry and enjoy writing it myself.

I agree that the translation of "The Letter" you linked feels stiff, but the imagery and feeling behind it shine through. It is so gorgeous, thank you so much for sharing it. I'd never heard of Vaptsarov

Maybe my pick is a bit corny, cliché, overshared... but this poem makes me smile, and I'm simply in a happy mood right now

The Orange
Wendy Cope

 At lunchtime I bought a huge orange—
 The size of it made us all laugh.
 I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave—
 They got quarters and I had a half.

 And that orange, it made me so happy,
 As ordinary things often do
 Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.
 This is peace and contentment. It’s new.

 The rest of the day was quite easy.
 I did all the jobs on my list
 And enjoyed them and had some time over.
 I love you. I’m glad I exist.

Ah! just thought of another one. I'm not sure who else will appreciate this, but this is one of my favorite poems I've ever read :grin: It's by e.e. cummings:


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What do you think? I could go on and on about why I think this poem is so purr-fect but I'll let it speak for itself instead... :grin:

I actually run a creative writing club at my uni, and last semester there was this guy who wrote gorgeous drafts of poems in just 7 minutes, in iambic pentameter and everything. *sighhh* :dl: I don't know how he did it. He said he grew up reading from writers like Alexander Pope... specifically, I remember one that was about how staring at a single blade of grass relieved his feelings of nihilism. He shared that after I shared a little attempted sonnet about the bright red color of a cardinal giving me hope in the middle of winter.

One time I had a guy write me a limerick about fruit, after I asked him to. :loved:

As for the poems I write, I usually like to keep them short, simple, concise. Unlike my prose. :ziped:

I find poetry around me all the time. Like the old man I saw with his eyes closed, listening to the crisp leaves rustling by his feet as the wind blew past him. Or hearing the call of a red-winged blackbird and knowing Spring is coming.

So.. yeah, I could go on and on about poetry.

Oh! I'd be remiss not to share one of my very favorite poems I've ever read. I found it somewhere on the internet, I can't remember where I found it but I wrote it down. it's by someone named r soos:

tender

the sea burnishes
stone to glisten in the sun
bright in your closed eyes

so very elegant....

Keep the thread going when you think of a good poem everyone, or when one is stuck in your head, or when you want to share one of your own! :grin:

appleAlc:
While that translation of Vaptsarov's "The Letter" is perhaps a smidge stilted, it still conveys beautiful & evocative imagery and depth of emotion.

Here's one of my favourites amongst the poems I've written ^w^—
"Inheritance"

When I look at old photographs—
My mother in her youth and
Her mother in hers—
I see that the similarities are undeniable,
Carved into the zygomatic arches and
Coiffed in the same rich, brown locks—
The colour of cockroaches and chocolates and
Coffees and onyxes—
And as I brush my hair,
The mirror looks at me.
She's the face of a million ancestresses—
Of a history written in my blood and in my bones,
Within the acids and phospholipids of my cells—
Coalesced into a single instant,
A fleeting continuation.

My face has appeared before, has it not?
The though frightens and enthralls me:
That something so core to one's own being—
To their own selfhood—
Is perhaps never truly their own?
People speak of doppelgängers,
Figures with the copied visage of another,
And I am left to wonder
If I am but the doppelgänger of my ancestors.


It's maybe a tad juvenile, but I still like what I managed to do with it

Melooon:
I heard this pome today, I'm sure its very famous, but it's just so cheeky, I like it a lot!

Jenny Kiss’d Me by Leigh Hunt:

Jenny kiss’d me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in!
Say I’m weary, say I’m sad,
Say that health and wealth have miss’d me,
Say I’m growing old, but add,
Jenny kiss’d me.

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