English poetry

Poems in English

The Art of Storm-riding

I could not decipher the living riddle of my body Put it to sleep when it hungered, and overfed it […]


Tell me, have you found a sea Deep enough to swim in Deep enough to drown in Waters to engage […]


If there were more than one of me I’d shave my head and grow my beard I’d be a Doctor […]


Words are like days: Coloring books or pickpockets, Signposts or scratching posts, Fakirs over hot coals. Certain words must be […]