poems
When Morning Died (A Tribute to Sabah, 1927-2014)
by Hanna Saadah When Morning rose to wake the Arab eyes From long colonial sleep, tears turned to smiles And country song-and-dance redeemed the skies And dabki arms, [...]
Do not go gentle into that good night by Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the [...]
Poetic Echoes of Joyce and Eliot: “Over Greenland” by Peter Campion – An Italian Translation
A current like a noise machine through sleep. Blue lichen fields. Mossed boulders. Waking up to ice cubes cracking in a plastic [...]
Easter 1916 – A Terrible Beauty is Born
by William Butler Yeats. I have met them at close of day Coming with vivid faces From counter or desk among grey Eighteenth-century houses. I have passed with a nod of the [...]
