By Alice Oswald
It's a rush, a sploosh of sewage, twenty thousand cubic metres being pumped in, stirred and settled …
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- By Richard BrautiganI saw thousands of pumpkins last night
come floating in on the tide,
bumping up against the rocks and
rolling… - By Zoë Skouldingwhat travessia/trip/travesia/trajet
traverses
the wreck/naufragio/
naufragio/naufrage
of… - By Liz HowardAmid moonscape railings
cognition drained its basinone brother was born
on land black from the mineall… - By Don Domanski*
clouds creak in the sky
herons creak in the sky.
*
the dark approaches itself
from all sides once again… - By Karen HouleOne man and one woman park the government Jeep
on the gravel shoulder of the Grand River watershed.
Paired… - By Maya KhoslaWater minus air becomes wound.
Her blowhole, bursts of breathing,
trapped in an endless curtain of netting… - By William Butler YeatsThe unpurged images of day recede;
The Emperor's drunken soldiery are abed;
Night resonance recedes, night-walkers' song
After great cathedral gong;
A starlit or a moonlit dome disdains
All that man is,
All mere complexities,
The fury and the mire of human veins.
Before me floats an image,... - By Jorie GrahamThe blades like irises turning very fast to see you completely—steel-blue then red where the cut occurs…
- By Raúl ZuritaTranslated By William RoweAnd then rained down from ferocious clouds
our empty pupils heard the suspended breakers
beat while down… - By Peter O’LearyIn a wind
the lake's scissoring surface
and the Sun's vernal glare
the gulls cut to curls
in their turns… - By James JoyceWind whines and whines the shingle,
The crazy pierstakes groan;
A senile sea numbers each single
Slimesilvered… - By Ada LimónIs it okay to begin with the obvious? I am full of stones—
is it okay not to look out this window, but to look out another?
A mentor once said, You can't start a poem... - By Cole Swensena river slips
in shifting leaves
sifting. a river sifts
and falls to pieces
in which not seen
... - By Stephen Ratcliffegrey whiteness of fog against invisible
ridge, bird slanting toward pine branch
in foreground, sound of wave in channel
now in a new way and from
was, more than form
... - By Samuel GregoireTranslated By Forrest GanderMy delirium is a transformocean
Rocking me like the seven thousand waves
That brought Wangolo to Ziltik.
Cric . . .
Crack . . .
Tim Tim
Bwa sèch
It’s a tale of salty foam,
Of centuries-old laughter
Breaking out anew in wet reflections,
Of the coming and going of... - By Danielle VogelDrift two—
perfect curtains of algae
almost as one —
and the phytoplankton rise
oxygen levels , a radiance
in the Sound’s center trough
up and out toward the shoals
atmosphere , estuary - -
confluent tides—
this upwelling : of organisms , of winds and waters
drifts of nourishing darkness ,... - By Coral BrachoTranslated By Forrest GanderWater of jellyfish,
lacteal, sinuous water,
water of lubricious borders; glassy thickness—Deliquescence
in delectable contours. Water—sumptuous water
of involution, of languor
in placid densities. Water,
water silken and plumbeous in opacity, in weight—Mercurial;
water in suspense, slow water. The algal bloom
brilliant—In the paps of... - By Coral BrachoAgua de medusas,
agua láctea, sinuosa,
agua de bordes lúbricos; espesura vidriante—Delicuescencia
entre contornos deleitosos. Agua—agua suntuosa
de involución, de languidez
en densidades plácidas. Agua,
agua sedosa y plúmbea en opacidad, en peso —Mercurial;
agua en vilo, agua lenta. El alga
acuática de los brillos... - By Inger ChristensenTranslated By Susanna Niedso here I stand by the
out there is the
and it looks like the
is always alone with the
but around behind the
the water stops at
and just behind
ice drifts in the
and just behind the
there’s solid ice at the
and just behind the
it looks like...