By Rainer Maria Rilke
Translated By Stephen Mitchell
We cannot know his legendary head
with eyes like ripening fruit. And yet his torso
is still suffused withโฆ
with eyes like ripening fruit. And yet his torso
is still suffused withโฆ
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- By Richard BrautiganI don't know what it is,
but I distrust myself
when I start to like a girl
โโa lot. It makes me nervousโฆ - By Edward SalemGod said (and already you can tell
Iโm making this up),
If you lift a rock, I am there.
If you lift a fingerโฆ - By Shara McCallumWhy yu always ask stupid question, ee?
The man call mango head because him head
shape like mango. Whatโฆ - By ireโne lara silvathey announce us Valentina Covarrubias montada en Viento
my girl does not cower does not wave or smileโฆ - By ireโne lara silvawe didnโt have time for ribbons or petticoats or
high-necked dresses no time for sidesaddles or
singleโฆ - By ireโne lara silvait was the truest thing to say a sisterhood
born of struggling and dreaming and training
it was the truestโฆ - By Angelina SรกenzBrother charro
do you realize
that it is because of escaramuza
that you have an audience?
Our performancesโฆ - By ireโne lara silvathey called me for wanting to wear the traje de charro for wanting to ride astride for wanting no limitsโฆ
- By Angelina SรกenzI am a feminist who loves my sport
and the machismo in charrerรญa often gets to me
To be clear
I am not โฆ - By Angelina SรกenzIf you are going to wear this dress
you have to respect the rules
Yes, they are conservative and strictโฆ - By Angelina SรกenzThere is a framed photograph of my grandmother
She is a young woman, sitting on a horse, vestida de chinaโฆ - By John Whalen-BridgeTranslated By Chun YuThe words of children
splash in grandmotherโs mind
and ripple to now.
ๅญฉๅญ็่ฉฑๅ
ๅจ็ฅๆฏๅฟไธญๆฟบ่ตท
่ฉๆผพ่ณไปใ - By Marilyn Chinไธ (yฤซ)
Two goats ascending
Mt. Fuji
Wearing flip flops
ไบ (รจr)
A far cry
From the Pearl River Delta
And scrappyโฆ - By ireโne lara silvawe are taught the beauty of the rose
the serenity of the soft and the still
the austerity of silver starsโฆ - By Angelina SรกenzNo
I donโt dance horses
I am not a mariachi
I am not a baile folklorico dancer
I am not the half-time showโฆ - By Nasser Rabahูุญุฏุซู ุฃูู ุฃููู ูู ูุฑุงุบุงู ุนูู ููุงู ุจุฌููุจู ุงููู ูุตูุ ุฃุฑูุถู ูุฃููู ูุฏููู ู ูุดุงุบูู ุฃู
ุฃููู ููู ุง ู ุง ููุงุญูููุ โฆ - By Nasser Rabahุุงูุซูุงุจู ุงูู ูู ูุฉู ูู ุงููููู ุชุฎุฑุฌู
ุุชูุฌููู ูู ุงูุบุฑูู ุงูุจุงุฑุฏุฉู
ุุชุฑุชุฏู ููู ุงุชู ุฃุตุญุงุจูุง
ุุชุญุจูุ ุชูุฑููุ ุชุตโฆ - By Mercedes Lucerodear mary metonym of mine to mind *mary *mari *mare *mere Magdalene or mother not as Abuelita dreamsโฆ
- By Kashawn TaylorI walk down a dim hall, and appreciate the coruscating layer of wax on the floor(how I could sleep thereโฆ