Li Po And Sappho
Li Po knew
He was the greatest
Living poet in China;
He liked to drink
And fondly gaze at the moon.
A million poems
And haikus later,
No one greater since
Has arrived.
I hope,
In the mystical universe,
He gets to meet Sappho
Who is the greatest poet
That has ever been,
Even though most of her poems
Have been cruelly destroyed by men
Who thought kisses
Shouldn’t be that gentle.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Living In China
They got the red book, they got the new look
All the little people that are living in china
They got the answers to all the questions
All the little people that are living in china
The solution is revolution
For all of the little people that are living in china
They got ping pong egg foo yung
For all the little people that are living in china
What would chairman mao say, if he knew what theyre doing to his wife today
What did china do? she ordered out for submarines instead of chinese food
China fields of rice, modern man no longer evil hes a paradise
What did the chairman want?
A great big wall they could all watch orientals on
They got the red book, they got the new look
The little people that are living in china
They got the answers to all the questions
The little people that are living in china
The solution is revolution
For all the little people that are living in china
They got ping pong egg foo yung
All the little people that are living in china
What would chairman mao say
If he knew what his people think of him today
Revolution is out of hand
The gang of four, trying to make it as a western band
China, what do you need
Youve got everything from your scruffy head to dirty feet
China you want to dance
Youre wearing makeup and listening to adam and the ants
They got the new look, they got the red book,
All the little people that are living in china
They got the answers to all the questions
All the little people that are living in china
The solution is revolution
For all the little people that are living in china
They got ping pong egg foo yung
The little people that are living in china
The solution is revolution
They got the answers to all the questions
All the little people that are living in china
China, living in china
China, living in china
China, living in china
song performed by by Men Without Hats
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Arguably John Clare
In the English language the greatest poet of Nature is arguably John Clare
Many of his bird and animal and insect poems are gems beyond compare
Yet he died in Northampton mental asylum where he had lived for many years
He penned such marvellous poetry though his life was full of tears.
His Nature poems of the nineteenth century are relevant to today
The Badger and The Landrail, The Fox and Clock a Clay
The Pettichap, The Cuckoo and The Thrush's Nest
When Writing about Nature Clare was at his best.
In death the poor shepherd poet from Helpston has come into his own
His poems poetic classics around the World are known
The greatest Nature poet of England as many would agree
A poet for the ages from a life of poverty.
As a boy amongst Nature in the fields of Helpston he knew of happiness
But sad to think one like him in life did not know of success
With any English Nature poet he favourably does compare
The legendary one of Helpston the reamarkable John Clare.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Haiku Gem
i wish each of my haikus
to be a facet of the
diamond and a hundred haikus
its hundred facets clamouring
to let your heart shine
i wish each of my haikus
to be the lustrious taut petal
of the sacred pink lotus
and twenty of my haikus
that elegant spread
that holds up the
goodness of day
as each second unfolds
the loving touch of the sun
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The Greatest Poem
Good poems don't rhyme
Great poems don't have rhythm
The greatest poem is not one on paper but said out loud
Good poems are about flowers and puppies
Great poems are about peace and happiness
The greatest poems are about change
What should change.
how it should change.
And who should change.
Most of all the greatest poem is not one about the life you wanted to live
But the one you are living.
poem by Getasew Shumet
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These Are The Poems That Only I Am
THESE ARE THE POEMS THAT ONLY I AM
These are the poems that only I am
They are not the greatest poems
But they are the poems that only I am
I would have them be more than they are
But they are not-
They are what I have
What I can give
Not the best
Not the greatest
Not the ones which will give greatest delight and greatest insight and greatest beauty and greatest- anything
They are what I am -
How modest of me to be so disappointed with what I am
And all I am not.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Come To The Moon
Come to the moon
By: jimmy buffett, michael utley, will jennings
1984
Full earth tonight
And mars is big and bright
All our friends are flying in
Its such a lovely sight
Gravity never could hold me
That is what you always told me
You know me
Chorus:
So come to the moon
I hope to see you soon
Half a million miles isnt far to go
You know I need you so
I hope you still need me
So come to the moon
The starships leaving soon
Until then Im wishing on every star
That you will be here soon
Come to the moon
Those crazy martian days
When we went separate ways
Through time and space wed find a place
To bring our lives in phase
Were lost amid the galaxies revolving
And were all just a part of whats evolving
Evolving
Chorus:
So come to the moon
I hope to see you soon
Half a million miles isnt far to go
You know I need you so
I hope you still need me
So come to the moon
The starships leaving soon
Until then Im wishing on every star
Wondering where you are
Come to the moon
Chorus:
So come to the moon
I hope to see you soon
Half a million miles isnt far to go
You know I need you so
I hope you still need me
So come to the moon
The starships leaving soon
Until then Im wishing on every star
That you will be here soon
Come to the moon
Come to the moon
Come to the moon
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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The Poem Is Greater Than The Poet
THE POEM IS GREATER THAN THE POET
The Poem is Greater than the poet
And the Poet greater than the Poem
And the Poem and Poet taken together are greater
Than either alone.
And nothing whatsoever which has nothing whatever to do with all this
Means more than all this
Doesn’t.
We are the end of a long road
In which we have gone nowhere
When the time comes
The road too will end
And the Poem and the Poet with it.
Nothing is forgiven for those who did not get there
When they had a chance.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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China
(jack hues / nick de spig)
China, china, on the sea shore
China, china, on the dance floor
China, china, I must have seen your face before
Ive been to cairo and Ive been to khartoum
Ive seen them places from my rented room
Ive been to paris and Ive been to marseille
But that was nothing till I got to cathay
Ive been to new york and Ive been to l.a.
Ive been to delhi and Ive been to bombay
Ive been to venice and Ive been to rome
But now its peking that I think of as home
China, china, on the sea shore
China, china, on the dance floor
China, china, theres no finer place on earth
China, china, I must have seen your face before
song performed by by Wang Chung
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Before a Poetry Reading
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
I'm feeling nervous but I mustn't show it!
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
I hope to heaven that I won't blow it!
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
I mustn't reveal that I'm a second-rate poet!
I'm only a rhymer, but they don't know it!
If you've got no talent you'll have to grow it!
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Under the Sun: A Haibun
New Year's drink
our yellow streams cross
each other's
'Son, now you're a man, ' Father says coldly. Something strange…something I can't articulate in his eyes. A gaze I will carry with me always.
the moon floats
from one glass
to another…
Haibun Winner,2012 Great Big Little Poems Contest
poem by Chenou Liu
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Envy Of Other Poets Greater And More Honored Than Me
ENVY OF OTHER POETS GREATER AND MORE HONORED THAN ME
Envy of other poets greater and more honored than me
Only shows how petty and foolish and unwisely ambitious I am-
Each is what he or she is,
And each is only one-
And no one is anyone else-
And better are many, and worse are many-
A poet should write his own lines
And mind his own business-
And take pleasure in the poetry of others
When it gives that.
A poet need not compare and measure himself
But rather simply be what he is.
Write the poems
Leave the honors and the praises to someone else.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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a pessimist is
nothing but an optimist
very well informed
haiku by Mario Benedetti from Haikus' Corner (Rincón de Haikus) (1999), translated by Dan Costinaş
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fruitless of thinking
about what we used to be
when we are away
haiku by Mario Benedetti from New Haikus' Corner (Nuevo Rincón de Haikus) (2008), translated by Dan Costinaş
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Whooooo, dropped a box
Of haikus on my foot, whoooooo
Those painful haikus
haiku by Ken e Hall
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On A Slow Boat To China
On a slow boat to china
By: frank loesser
1948
To spike jones and the city slickers and darlene vare
-- spoken:
And now from the grand ballroom
The s.s. ? ? ? ? proudly presents our boy singer: jimmy boofey
Take it away jim
Id love to get you
On a slow boat to china
All to myself alone
Get you and keep you
In my arms ever more
Leave all your lovers
Weepin on a far away shore (waiter!)
Out on the briny
With the moon big and shiny
Melting your heart of stone
Honey Id love to get you
On a slow boat to china
All by myself alone
-- spoken:
Whos steering the boat?
Whos steering this boat?
Waiter!
May I get a drink around here, now uh...?
You ever been on a cruise?
Neither have i!
(instrumental)
...isnt that a good one?
Yes, can I see you later, you bet!
Excuse me, I have to go back to the bandstand now
Id love to get you
On a slow boat to china
All to myself alone
A twist in the rudder
And a rip in the sails
Driftin and dreamin
Honey throw the compass over the rail
Out on the ocean
Far from all the commotion
Melting your heart of stone
Honey Id love to get you
On a slow boat to china
All by myself alone
(I have to go now)
(wait! dont leave!)
Honey Id love to get you
On a slow boat to china
All to myself alone
-- spoken:
You know our last set is at two
I get off after that
What you doin?
Would you like to take a stroll around the upper deck?
See you then
Maybe, oo-hoo
- notes:
Special effects: exotic productions
This album is dedicated to bill williams, my old boss, who told me a
Long time ago that he knew that I knew that I could. love, j.b.
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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the worst for echo
is always repeating the
same stupidities
haiku by Mario Benedetti from Haikus' Corner (Rincón de Haikus) (1999), translated by Dan Costinaş
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When I shut my eyes
then open them everything
has already changed
haiku by Mario Benedetti from Haikus' Corner (Rincón de Haikus) (1999), translated by Dan Costinaş
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the butterfly
will remember forever
that she was a worm
haiku by Mario Benedetti from Haikus' Corner (Rincón de Haikus) (1999), translated by Dan Costinaş
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Drink Drink Sire
Drink drink sire
None other times
Insistent more
No other shadow
But thyself
Moon and stars
Drink drink sire
Thy creed to followers
Lonely hearts
Under the moon
And in the flowers
Drink drink sire
What times other
What seasons other
Spring and stars
And the moon
And song of love
Drink drink sire
To the last drop
Un satiated
More and more
From moon now
To stars now
To milky way
Drink drink sire
To the passion of drink
To meet again in the journey
For Li Po
Islamabad
17/3/2010
poem by Sadiqullah Khan
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For Miklós Radnóti
Your verse is so magical,
Written so well,
I still adore its music
And drink from its well.
After the war your town
Gave my grammar school
The honour of your name,
Yet history is cruel
It ignored your fame.
Your woman waited years
For your return in vain
And you dreamt she stood
At the russet hedge again.
And like in the old days,
You wished to marvel
On her leg above the ankle
At the delicate blue vein.
My teacher told me
That buried underground
Your notebook of poems
In a mass grave was found.
The fascists who shot you
At war’s end in the head
Did not know that you were
The greatest living poet
In your beloved land.
Had they known it
Oh, they would have been glad
To hang you instead.
poem by Paul Hartal
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