6 Aug 2026, 16:00 UTC8 viewsread 7 August 2026 'My Achilles Heart'
By Andrei Voznesensky
In these days of unheard-of suffering
One is lucky indeed to have no heart:
Crack-shots plug me again and again,
But have no luck.
Riddled with holes, I laugh
At the furious pack: βTally-ho, boys!
I am a lattice. Look through me.
Isnβt the landscape lovely?β
But suppose a gun should locate,
Tied by an aching thread,
Beating a hairβs breadth off target,
My Achilles heart.
β¦
Signed Johnny
5 Aug 2026, 16:00 UTC13 viewsread 7 August 2026 'Forever - Is Composed Of Nows-'
By Emily Dickinson
FOREVER is composed of Nowsβ
'T is not a different time,
Except for infiniteness
And latitude of home.
From this, experienced here,
Remove the dates to these,
Let months dissolve in further months,
And years exhale in years.
Without certificate or pause
Or celebrated days,
As infinite our years would be
As Anno Domini's.
Signed Johnny
4 Aug 2026, 16:00 UTC23 viewsread 7 August 2026 'Fungi From Yuggoth'
By Howard Phillips Lovecraft
XIX. The Bells
Year after year I heard that faint, far ringing
Of deep-toned bells on the black midnight wind;
Peals from no steeple I could ever find,
But strange, as if across some great void winging.
I searched my dreams and memories for a clue,
And thought of all the chimes my visions carried;
Of quiet Innsmouth, where the white gulls tarried
Around an ancient β¦
Signed Johnny
3 Aug 2026, 16:00 UTC14 viewsread 7 August 2026 'Words From Cold Mountain'
By Han-shan
XV
Iβm on the trail to Cold Mountain.
Cold Mountain trail never ends.
Long clefts thick with rock and stones,
Wide streams buried in dense grass.
Slippery moss, but thereβs been no rain,
Pine trees sigh, but thereβs no wind.
Who can leap the worldβs net,
Sit here in the white clouds with me?
Signed Johnny
31 Jul 2026, 16:00 UTC20 views3 reactionsread 7 August 2026 'Some People'
By Charles Bukowski
some people never go crazy.
me, sometimes I'll lie down behind the couch
for 3 or 4 days.
they'll find me there.
it's Cherub, they'll say, and
they pour wine down my throat
rub my chest
sprinkle me with oils.
then, I'll rise with a roar,
rant, rage -
curse them and the universe
as I send them scattering over the
lawn.
I'll feel much better,
sit down to toast and eggs,
hum a little β¦
β€2π1
Signed Johnny
30 Jul 2026, 16:01 UTC20 viewsread 7 August 2026 'The Snowstorm Is Crying Like A Romany Violin...'
By Sergey Esenin
The snowstorm is crying like a Romany violin.
Sweet is the girl. She is wicked when smiling.
Blue are her eyes, do the give me a scare?
I need quite a lot, and I don't really care.
We're so much alike and so much contrasted, β
You're young. I am old. And my life has all rusted.
The young ones are happy while I am all wizened
Recalling the past, iβ¦
Signed Johnny
29 Jul 2026, 16:01 UTC24 viewsread 7 August 2026 'Finish'
By Charles Bukowski
The hearse comes through the room filled with the beheaded, the disappeared, the living mad
Flies are a glue of sticky paste, their wings will not lift
I watch an old woman beat her cat with a broom
The weather is unendurable; a dirty trick by god
The water has evaporated from the toilet bowl
The telephone rings without sound, the small limp arm petering against the bell
I see a boy on β¦
Signed Johnny
28 Jul 2026, 16:00 UTC27 views3 reactionsread 7 August 2026 'A Winter Love'
By Moon Jung-hee
Like snow flakes I long to come to you.
Without wavering
without rambling
without concealing
I long to plunge into your white life
and become a warm winter.
I long to snow for a thousand years.
π2π1
Signed Johnny
27 Jul 2026, 16:00 UTC27 viewsread 7 August 2026 'A Second Childhood'
By Gilbert Keith Chesterton
When all my days are ending
And I have no song to sing,
I think that I shall not be too old
To stare at everything;
As I stared once at a nursery door
Or a tall tree and a swing.
Wherein Godβs ponderous mercy hangs
On all my sins and me,
Because He does not take away
The terror from the tree
And stones still shine along the road
That are and cannot be.
Men grow tooβ¦
Signed Johnny
24 Jul 2026, 16:00 UTC34 viewsread 7 August 2026 'Words From Cold Mountain'
By Han-shan
XIV
Cold Mountain holds a naked bug,
Its bodyβs white, its head is black.
In its hands a pair of scrolls,
One the Way and one its Power.
It needs no pots or stove.
Without clothes it wanders on,
But it carries Wisdomβs blade,
To cut down mindless craving.
Signed Johnny
23 Jul 2026, 16:02 UTC35 viewsread 7 August 2026 'The Dark Maiden'
By Alexander Blok
Far away in misty northern
Region craggy outcropβs loom
Mars the boundlessness of ocean,
Wondrous face in watery tomb.
Hewn from sharp-edged cliff-face, stirring
Northern folk of simple stock,
Pious minds a visage conjuring,
Maiden dark they call the rock.
Often midst the foaming ocean,
Hopeless lost in stormy cloud,
Sudden mist-wrapped sailorβs notion
Dark one spies in outcropβ¦
Signed Johnny
22 Jul 2026, 16:00 UTC31 viewsread 7 August 2026 'America, A Prophecy'
By William Blake
The shadowy Daughter of Urthona stood before red Orc,
When fourteen suns had faintly journey'd o'er his dark abode:
His food she brought in iron baskets, his drink in cups of iron:
Crown'd with a helmet and dark hair the nameless female stood;
A quiver with its burning stores, a bow like that of night,
When pestilence is shot from heaven: no other arms she need!
Invulnerable tβ¦
Signed Johnny
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