English poetry

Poems in English

Sojourns in the Parallel World

We live our lives of human passions, Cruelties, dreams, concepts, Crimes and the exercise of virtue In and beside a […]

On a Theme by Thomas Merton

“Adam, where are you?” God’s hands Palpate darkness, the void That is Adam’s inattention, His confused attention to everything, Impassioned […]

From the Roof

This wild night, gathering the washing as if it were flowers animal vines twisting over the line and Slapping my […]

Hymn To Eros

O Eros, silently smiling one, hear me. Let the shadow of thy wings Brush me. Let thy presence Enfold me, […]

Losing Track

Long after you have swung back Away from me I think you are still with me: You come in close […]


When I found the door I found the vine leaves Speaking among themselves in abundant Whispers. My presence made them […]

Talking to Grief

Ah, Grief, I should not treat you Like a homeless dog Who comes to the back door For a crust, […]

Everything That Acts Is Actual

From the tawny light From the rainy nights From the imagination finding Itself and more than itself Alone and more […]

Adam’s Complaint

Some people, No matter what you give them, Still want the moon. The bread, The salt, White meat and dark, […]

People at Night

A night that cuts between you and you And you and you and you And me : jostles us apart, […]


The tree of knowledge was the tree of reason. That’s why the taste of it Drove us from Eden. That […]

Wanting The Moon

Not the moon. A flower On the other side of the water. The water sweeps past in flood, Dragging a […]

In Mind

There’s in my mind a woman Of innocence, unadorned but Fair-featured and smelling of Apples or grass. She wears A […]


I like to find What’s not found At once, but lies Within something of another nature, In repose, distinct. Gull […]

Seeing For A Moment

I thought I was growing wings- It was a cocoon. I thought, now is the time to step Into the […]

The Elves

Elves are no smaller Than men, and walk As men do, in this world, But with more grace than most, […]

The Ache Of Marriage

The ache of marriage: Thigh and tongue, beloved, Are heavy with it, It throbs in the teeth We look for […]

The Rainwalkers

An old man whose black face Shines golden-brown as wet pebbles Under the streetlamp, is walking two mongrel dogs of […]

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