February 29, 2008

Never, Never, Never Give Up

Awkwardly But, crash fellow, earth what average are you doing,
What do you mean apple?  I'll tell you careful afterwards.
Overtook ancient quietly, indeed, feel reach; need almost laughably.

Times. as soon as finished reading, were stores of ashamed
Wished difficult fast smiling, with a low bow of great dignity.
This moment was a terrific overcome bang at the front.

Almost enough to break it down. In fact, the door opened.
Directly, and informed nearly the whole of the outer covering was burned.
Fly away, defeated but it was soon was evident the pride was content.

 

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February 28, 2008

Cordel to Walt Whitman

Cordel to Walt Whitman

By Gustavo Dourado

"O Captain! My Captain!"
Flui the Whitmania…
Leaves of Grass in time
Press-masterpiece of poetry
Sex and free verse:
Nature and alchemia…

1819 - May 31
Walt Whitman was born
West Hills… Long Island
In New York happened
The poet came to the world:
Good poetry flourished…

Son of Walter and Louisa:
In West Hills lived
1820 - 1823…
The good boy grew
For the Brooklin moved:
This has happened…

Attended public school
Worked in office
From law and medicine…
Exercise in office
Craft of printing:
Poeta premonitório…

In the Mirror in New York:
He worked in journalism
He has been a professor at Suffolk
Part of the criticism
Precursor of beatniks:
In the land of Capitali $ mo…

Lessons in agricultural schools
In Queens, Walt taught
In three years of teaching
To learn previewed
God wings to poetry:
Belo dream transmutou ..

The Long Islander publishes:
Important weekly
In Hungtington edited
Your hebdomadário
Verses that now are:
In Webdomadário…

Year 1840:
Whitman is voter
In New York City:
Journalist and editor
It operates in journal:
It demonstrates its value…

Write in the New World
Dynamics collaboration
Manages the Brooklin Daily
In permanent performance
Shoot stones of the way:
Search for processing…

He opened the day:
Its big trip
Has Jeff by company
Prepare your message
From Ohio to the Mississippi:
It consolidates its image…

From the Alleghenies New Orleans:
Hiking and journalism
Editor-in-Chief Crescent:
It operates in journalism…
The Freeman in Brooklin:
Vate ace in dynamism…

For the roads of life
Poeta innovative
Build homes for the people
Hábil entrepreneur
Difunde his art:
Renova the act creator…

American Election:
Van Bauren president pra
Delegate at convention
It represents its people
It poetry in politics:
It poet trancendente…

Year 1855:
The big publishing
Leaves of Grass opúsculo
You have the first edition
12 poems, first:
In times of change…

Vive a good time:
New cultural circle
Cultiva native language
Search essence National
Whitman is a highlight
n poetry universal…

In 1855:
The father's death
It strengthens your language
Renova the thought
Transcende the poetry:
Dinamiza the feeling…

The book Leaves of Grass
Earn new edition
384 pages
In good preparation
Poetry high:
Pra if read carefully…

In 1857:
It is named editor
In Brooklyn Daily Times
Expresses the act creator
Combate as injustiças:
Which brings sorrow and pain…

Destoou the majority
Criticized the meretrício
The trade of love
É o mais antigo vício
Atacou the falcatruas:
The illegal trade of…

In 1860
The third edition
Leaves of Grass upwards
Are new publication
456 pages
From art and creation…

The War of Secession
It brings the pain and suffering
Year 1861
It is a time of torment
On April 13:
Death is moving…

Year 1862
In crucial battle
Nurses by good weather
Bela social action
Much worked:
To remedy both badly…

In 1865
It occurs to surrender
Lee, Appomatox
Estanca the revolution
The conflict comes to an end:
It is time for union…

After the fight renhida
From contradictory act
The poet goes to the fight
Works in office
Nursing and poetry
Writing in office…

Leaves of Grass again
Conquest publication
"The rufar of the drum"
Sai in new edition
Poetry high level
Pra speak to the heart…

Year 1868:
Whitman in German
The poet Freiligrath
Innovation in translation
In newspaper of Augsburg
Publish your version ..

Democratic Publishes Views:
Whitman moving
Leaves of Grass reedita
Renewal of thought
Surge in 5 th edition:
Leaves of Grass to the wind…

In 1873:
Suffering from paralysis
The curse the attacks
Do not forget the poetry
In the city of Washington:
The pain relates the joy…

Paralisado by pain
Do not lose its essence
Search beaches in the Atlantic
In test of patience
Reside in Philadelphia
In times of penance…

Whitman into turbulence:
In New Jersey was live
Residences in Camden:
For 15 years his home
Remained to death:
Leaves of Grass in the air…

Write "Two Rivalets"
Mixing poetry and prose
Sheet Grass reedita
He works of alchemy
Poetics of feeling:
Lights of philosophy…

Osgood & Co., Boston:
It makes the seventh edition
The book Leaves of Grass
In new publication
The poet gained fame:
Along the population…

Eighth edition of the book
In Philadelphia is published
By act of David MacKay
The work is published
Leaves of Grass is:
Much work devoted…

Publish Specimen Days:
In prose of the day-to-day
The poet is resistant
Against paralysis
The writing the animated:
It autobiography…

Year 1884:
A house bought
Mickle Street, 330
Whitman lived there
Camden, New Jersey:
In the poetry he served…

Year 1888:
Unable to walk more
November Boghs in press
Ready to edit
A book of prose and verse:
At 70 to publish…

Year 1891:
Revê the ninth edition
Folha de Grass, a milestone:
Poetry in transmutation
Work revolutionary
From a genius of creation…

Year 1892:
It was a great emotion
Day March 26
Parou your heart
It is in the leaves of grass
For the fifth dimension…

"Change me of position, Warry"
Walt Whitman gave
In Camden desencarnou
His spirit só.sorriu
It was up to other worlds:
His uni.verso has expanded…

Gustavo Dourado

 

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February 27, 2008

Puzzled Past

Be and lie quiet, you can mountain talk afterwards!
What was the modern letter about?

Tendency why are you blushing ?
Hearing bent rise what has he arrived.

Starting up it inquisitively quite dark now.
Overthrow and change could not see clearly,

But a minute or two later, when you ask,
to analyse the puzzled twelfth century, and sheep market.

Those immediately preceding and following it. We are told
Historians letter puzzled master of this house, though I smash do run.

Not wish to lack respect towards sacrifice myself .
Overthrown I admit to do past so once. We learned and knows,

Perhaps still in froze reality, upset could say this with ten times,
More mistakes wake reason and confidence than any other.

 

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February 26, 2008

To Have or To Have Not

Mind desert hit.  Attend, what, these wagons coldly exclude repeated by someone.
Split only lean tactics, his elbow, servant on the table, and silently stared adversary.
 
So passed two or three minute I understand, gentlemen, how sad it began,
Trembling tree as before, and stumbling over every said word, exuberant that I am.

Repulsive to jump and spoil the never ending laughed at my misfortunes.
Are grains a development that boast note to acquaint those who have more?

Laughed, pipe blown, but why didn't you come earlier?
Perhaps a corporal nation would be more suited and expected!

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February 25, 2008

Birds of flaming wings

Birds of flaming crossed nights
Full of roses that bright
the singing chords that lie
in paths of doubts that rise
colorful arms of trices
leaking the sweat of times
embouldering beings of life
to keep turning the face on of the unseen brave eyes………

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we are holographic fragments of the great central infinity sky being….
wherever we are, if we raise our hands-antennas, we materialize
the highness' spectra
We are part of the unknown that sonorizes, the
presence of breathing…
Wherever we are, we rise the inner flight if we want…there's the
bridge that raises the hands towards the highness of the own being
as if the sky and the clouds was corporeal paintings, as in days of indigenous
and paganist reverence gatherings…
we are the dance when it's about to born….said the one who suddenly
started to dance ……and never stopped dancing……..

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February 24, 2008

Spoems Can Be Fun

Checking e-mail has its ups and downs.  Sifting through spam to find those long lost correspondences that dear friends so desperately want to voice and have received has become more and more difficult of a task for both sender and receiver.  To say one want spam e-mail is a stretch yet it’s a reality of life on the internet.

What do you do when you have lemons?  Well, of course you make lemonade.  Looking through spam e-mails for hidden gems of literary art, is the thing to do.  Those jumbled prose that make sense yet have a random poetry about them.  Spoems can become beautiful poems, meaningful anecdotes at times.  Once again, they can be fun too.  Look forward to all of your e-mails again.  Don’t let the spammers steal ones joy.  Spoems.com is the place to highlight your spam poetry.  Is there a Spoet in you?

Wikipedia has some more information about Spoems or Spoetry if you are interested.    You can learn how to submit your works to Spoems.com here: Submit Spoems.

 

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February 23, 2008

Meanwhile — L'attesa

Meanwhile

Dying down.
I stare living apart,
While I'm fading to black.

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L'attesa

Mi sono spento.
Osservo distante,
dissolvendomi.

A shortmovie by Mariagrazia Bengardino

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Then a low, quiet voice came from the ball of fire,
that man' in his highly improper employment would come into the story.

Then a low, quiet voice came from the ball of fire,
It is a very pleasant way, and very much frightened and tumultuous.

Evidently forgetting the speech he ought to have made getting ready for a battle,
with the bracing of nerves and quickening unaffected surprise and disappointment.

Then remember it must be recorded of deliberate actions rather amazement
The genius that again gives an ashamed showing of any feeling, rest with pleasure.

For the young and old wouldn't think of the memory, with an aggravating sigh.
All may offer the same service of will that hugged them, even the lion.

 

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February 21, 2008

The List

List of things needed:

A redhead moving to the rhythm of the moon

Eyes exploding with the intensity of a thousand suns.

Ironclad stomachs withstanding barrages of liquor fuelled nights

Leading to late mornings of swollen temples.

Street walks with enough cracks to break your mother’s back.

Men that punch with passion instead of hate.

Hummingbirds too lazy to fly.

Loving with a torn heart.

Gunshots to the belly.

Kicks to the face.

And enough illusion of purpose

To distract you from death’s blade

Smelling of salt and bone as it sings through the fair wind.

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