RECURRENT EVENTS OF THE WORLD
They already say - not only the wiser ones - if they still exist here on this Earth, that we will surely fall a lot, my friends! Even Existence will become more and more expensive, and as soon as one or the other willful moles-mums are kicked out of good-sounding jobs, where it is exceptionally not necessary to work thirty-six hours straight, the state of permanent-total weightlessness will still be in half of our lives, if it happens.
It's as if the external and internal gravity has completely disappeared, since deeper psychological and subconscious forces are at work there, even if anyone has any conscience left to do it. Because those who already step inside, they wander by themselves looking for a way out through a life left behind.
It is no longer possible for the creative person to simply put his head down to creative, feasible ideas, since the so-called about filthy-dirty financial sources, sponsors, and producers who, with little brai...
Jessamyn's Song by Michael R. Burch
“Jessamyn’s Song” is an early poem of mine that I started around age 14 and was substantially complete by age 16. Jessamyn's Song (circa age 14-16) by Michael R. Burch 16 There are meadows heathered with thoughts of you, where the honeysuckle winds in fragrant, tangled vines down to the water's edge. Through the wind-bent grass I watch time pass slow with the dying day on its lolling, rolling way ... And I know you’ll soon be mine. 17 There are oak trees haggard and gnarled by Time where the shrewd squirrel makes his lair, sleeping through winters unaware of the white commotion below. By the waning sun I keep watch upon the earth as she spins—so slow!— and I know within &n...0
Ancient Greek Epigram translations by Michael R. Burch
These are translations of ancient Greek epigrams by Michael R. Burch. The ancient Greek poets translated include female poets like Anyte, Erinna, Nossis and Sappho, as well as famous male poets like Aeschylus, Anacreon, Antipater of Sidon, Callimachus, Glaucus, Homer, Ibykos, Leonidas of Tarentum, Plato, Simonides, Sophocles How valiant he lies tonight: great is his Monument! Yet Ares cares not, neither does War relent. by Anacreon, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Here he lies in state tonight: great is his Monument! Yet Ares cares not, neither does War relent. by Anacreon, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Yes, bring me Homer's lyre, no doubt, but first yank the bloodstained strings out! by Anacreon, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Here we find Anacreon, an elderly lover of boys and wine. His harp still sings in lonely Acheron as he thinks of the l...0
SULPICIA TRANSLATIONS by Michael R. Burch
These are modern English translations by Michael R. Burch of seven Latin poems written by the ancient Roman female poet Sulpicia, who was apparently still a girl or very young woman when she wrote them.The Favorite Poet by Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema, 1888 I. At Last, Love! by Sulpicia loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch for Carolyn Clark, who put me up to it It's come at last! Love! The kind of love that, had it remained veiled, would have shamed me more than baring my naked soul. I appealed to Aphrodite in my poems and she delivered my beloved to me, placed him snugly, securely against my breast! The Goddess has kept her promises: now let my joy be told, so that it cannot be said no woman enjoys her recompense! I would not want to entrust my testimony to tablets, even those signed and sealed! L...
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ENDLESS SEARCH
"Just a few more months, then I'll leave the city and everything" - you answer when asked how you've been feeling in the past 5-10 years. It's as if they're staring at you suspiciously from the shelter of yawning window panes, and even now you don't know, why?! The smell of animals, like people, seems to get stronger in the evening, this alone makes me uneasy and in doubt.
Someone from the growing Ervin Szabó library has stolen the Radnóti volume again; and no one asks how the average person stands with contemporary poets? You cannot find a home-shelter in temporary accommodation either. Milk became more expensive, and because I wanted Haribos gummy bears, I somehow had to decide at the same time; the decision of cognitive dissonance sooner or later gets stuck halfway and just cancels each other out. The taxi driver didn't say hello, he just mumbled something again. The adversities of the decades were visible...
AN EMPTY WHEELCHAIR
Alone
Once where a person with a disability sat
An accident caused the effect
Hardship and pain
One had to endure
Through courage in determination
Breakthrough was made
Inspiration through the whole ordeal
Realities were real
The person was a Role Model
Courage in revelation
The creation was one’s own response in supplementation
Intervention with a voice
Battle after Battle determined to survive
Beginning into the long road ahead
Encouragement taking flight
Morning into Night
Mission complete
A humiliating whisper
I've known for a long time, there's no need for nicknames, false promises, or words. I would have to finally set out bravely without even looking back, slamming doors and windows behind me.
Those who have been honored to meet me so far will stay with me for a while. For a while, I still want to put a flower wreath in the waterfall hair cascade of real lady-angels. I carry with me my memories condemned to neglect at the age of forty, less than three years old.
My battered, eternal longing for a more honest, romantic world, which seems increasingly distant, can only be an idyllic fog on the wall of my thinking imagination.
Yet, like a magnetic force, it pulls you towards you, beckons you to think that it might be possible to get by here in a different way. My longing hope often dwindles, and I start to feel empty, just like the gaping Absence inside me.
I am still weak with earthly stupidity, like an outcast, a clum...
COOKIE MONSTER THRILL
Mysterious bake
Ingredients by mistake
Forbidden Cookie Monster create
Cookie jar Overlook
Kitchen table
Oven stubble
Through a cookbook enterprise
End result realize
Cookie Monster ready for chill and thrill
All at will
Brought to life
Not a cookie to eat
Retreat and run
One doesn’t want this Cookie Monster among
The Cookie Monster is out of control
Moving and being bold
Not a Pillsbury threshold
Cookie Monster attack
That ends that
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POPCORN MAN
A male performer being a Pop Music Star
From start to finish
This is what makes a Popcorn Man distinguished
There’s more
A Male Pop Star can take music to different levels in the lows and high’s
Popcorn quality entertainment
Flavor of attire
Performances that never seem to expire
Music lives on
Tone and rhythm
Talent of its own
Full Blown
Popcorn Man that has arrived and never depart
A true stand alone
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THE ORY OF INTERCONNECTION
It is already a self-inflicted wound, which constantly exposes itself to new vulnerability, to the crossfire of humiliation and murder. Conscious, honest understanding, when connections and differences of opinion could also take place at the tables, as if they were completely excluded. Even a question mark wrapped in the fetal position after the real questions, to which it would still be appropriate to cough up answers through gritted teeth.
It is almost impossible to bear a wolf's eye with the small, small-scale spikes of the World, and no mortal can rise above its outcast Fate, not even if it dies. The average person who is looking for a daily income is entitled to the babbling of children from Earth, but he cannot understand that here, the ugly, compromising duel of secret worm alliances is going on all the time. Because the structure of transparent ideas is just as dirty and inferior, just like some 20-something five-minute person whom the tabloid ...