Here is a piece by Finnish Poet Risto Rasa
For more of his work visit his Finnish Poets page
You may also find contemporary Finnish poetry with translations into multiple languages at Electric Verses
Koira tulee illalla
kotiin.
Kun se kiertyy paikalleen
ja nukahtaa,
alkaa sen sydänlämpö levitä
huoneisiin
- Risto Rasa -
In the evening, the dog comes
Home.
When he curls up in his spot
And [...]
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This poem, bogland, has been published elsewhere on the internet. Seamus Heaney, the author, is another great Irish writer in a long tradition of Irish writers. He received the Nobel Prize for literature in 1995. Here’s a link to his biography at the Nobel site. Enjoy!
Bogland
Â
for T. P. Flanagan
We have no prairies
To slice a big [...]
American Life in Poetry: Column 043
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE
Lola Haskins, who lives in Florida, has written a number of poems about musical terms, entitled ”Adagio,” ”Allegrissimo,” ”Staccato,” and so on. Here is just one of those, presenting the gentleness of pianissimo playing through a series of comparisons.
To Play Pianissimo
Does not mean silence.
The [...]
”Maggie´s Farm”
Here’s a cute little site where you can read recent reviews from Bob Dylan’s 2005 tour. I liked this little snippet about Dylan’s opener, ”Maggie’s Farm.”
Apart from the fact that we can hardly expect a different opener these
days and weeks (with Dylan still suffering from Amazon-timeloopiness),
there is nothing negative I could [...]
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American Life in Poetry: Column 030
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE
Naomi Shihab Nye lives in San Antonio, Texas. Here she perfectly captures a moment in childhood that nearly all of us may remember: being too small for the games the big kids were playing, and fastening tightly upon some little thing of our own.
Boy [...]
American Life in Poetry: Column 029
by TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE
Many of you have seen flocks of birds or schools of minnows acting as if they were guided by a common intelligence, turning together, stopping together. Here is a poem by Debra Nystrom that beautifully describes a flight of swallows returning to their nests, [...]