Poetry
168. I ate with delight my slice of happiness
Now I am lying in the surgery clinic in Krakow
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167. Still ringing with your recent kisses
And may the humble gift please your lovely eyes
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166. I never see the Sun
Rumi, the Persian poet from the 13th century, is beloved by us
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165. Come when my heart is full of grief
Come with the winter’s drifting snows, and you are welcome, welcome
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164. beyond a bagful of currency notes
He has a truckload of money but he can’t hang currency notes on the wall
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163. The world that's in my mind
Then let us hurry, comrades, the road to find
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162. I go from loving to not loving you
I will die of love because I love you,
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161. That when we live no more, we may live ever
My love is such that Rivers cannot quench
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160. A poem is no use at all. Is it?
I had a lot of poetry books that I wanted to read
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159. When the day is full of empty promise
Open flat on my lap under a halo of lamplight, a book like this always has a way of soothing the ne...
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158. A haunting image from 2025
He symbolizes the hunger, starvation, and suffering endured by people in Gaza.
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157. A poem for Donald Trump
The delicate dictator is talking with top hats, gold braid, and collars
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