THE DREAM OF THE ROOD

The Dream of the Rood, traced to the 8th century, was the earliest of the English “dream-vision” poems. It describes in allegory the redemption of the world through the Cross. This version is from Project Gutenberg. Lo! choicest of dreams I will relate, What dream I dreamt in middle of night When mortal men reposed [...]

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A Serbian Poem – -

A Song of Defiance by Dobrica Eric English Translation I the servant of God, the Serb, announce willingly through chains and wires before the witnesses Power, Agony and Injustice, that I am guilty and admit my crime! I am guilty that I am a somebody and not a nothing and a nobody. I am guilty [...]

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KOSOVO

KOSOVO To Predrag Obradovic Gagi and all the others who had to leave The Kosovar soil’s much darker than else, its sky is more blue, its grass is more green… Happiness and sorrows are much more intense, and forgetting legends is more than a sin. Through pain, blood and battles, there were boldly set the [...]

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Remember – -

Last night I awoke in the middle of the night with a poem dancing in my brain. I couldn’t get back to sleep until I had recorded it, so I did. I put it on my space at Pathetic.org, (unless you knew me as a child, you won’t recognize the name – LOL!) and I [...]

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Τhe Greek language

Τhe Greek language Nikiforos Vrettakos When Ι sometime leave this light Ι shall meander upwards like a murmuring stream. And if by chance somewhere among the azure corridors Ι meet with angels, Ι shall speak to them in Greek, since they do not know languages. They speak among themselves with music. [translated by Marjorie Chambers]

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Τhe field of words

Τhe field of words Nikiforos Vrettakos Like the bee round a wild flower, so am Ι. Ι prowl continuously around the word. Ι thank the long lines of ancestors who moulded the voice. Cutting it into links, they made meanings. Like smelters they forged it into gold and it became Homer, Aeschylus, the Gospels and [...]

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A smaller world

A smaller world Nikiforos Vrettakos Ι seek a shore where Ι can fence in a patch of the horizon with trees or reeds. Where, gathering infinity, Ι can have the sense that: there are nο machines or very few; there are nο soldiers or very few; there are nο weapons or very few, and those [...]

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Roads Go Ever On – J.R.R. Tolkien

Roads Go Ever On Roads go ever ever on, Over rock and under tree, By caves where never sun has shone, By streams that never find the sea; Over snow by winter sown, And through the merry flowers of June, Over grass and over stone, And under mountains in the moon. Roads go ever ever [...]

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