WALT WHITMAN Poets to come! orators, singers, musicians to come! Not to-day is to justify me, and answer what I am for; But you, a new brood, native, athletic, continental, greater than before known, Arouse! Arouse–for you must justify me–you…
The suitcase of Hermes
Laura Potts’ Chatterley
Parade of Poems
Kola Tubosun and the Yorùbá language (Nigeria)
Poets of the World, Maria Koursi, Greece
Stay in this light
Parade of Poems
GERMAIN DROOGENBROODT (edited by) THE KISS I fell in love with your lips beautiful, red, voluptuous, like peaches adorned with cherries. When I began to kiss you your mouth tastes like the fruits of passion. Everything was so lively, so…