English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

autumn poem

esta é a cançăo da juventude
homem frio stern
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razăo
a noite era preta e drear
um pássaro cantou
eu năo posso sempre sentir seu greatness
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
ame-me no último, ou se vocę năo
macia agora a luz do dia

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Political Islam and Muslim hip hop - Zaman
  • Old Port Town’s Appeal Reaches Beyond Northwest - New York Times
  • Literary Calendar: June 7-13 - The Gazette (Montreal)
  • Physicist with a passion for storytelling - Science Centric
  • Call Me By Your Name - RainbowNetwork.com
  • Summer means more time for reading - MLive.com
  • Best Bets for the weekend - Ithaca Journal
  • Bamboo – a great green solution (The Borneo Post)
  • Rozario/De Saram/Drake, Drapers' Hall, London - Independent
  • Rising Power and Influence of Indians in UK - Navhind Times
  • MCLA presents evolving programming - North Adams Transcript
  • Quick Takes: News From Israel You May Have Missed - Jewish Press
  • A Thousand Mile Rickshaw Race and Lessons from Seattle's Pre ... - KUOW NPR
  • Myth and the Royal Ballet Double Bill: making and breaking spells - Daily Telegraph
  • Literary conversation eases readers' hunger (San Antonio Express-News & KENS 5)
 

Refinance Mortgage

Home Mortgage

Mortgage News Archives

Poetry | Home | Contact Us | Educational Resources | Vote For This Poem | Visitor Favorites

Summer School Help Beginner Math Physics Primer Chemistry Primer Intro Psychology English Primer
Intro Grammar Beginner Writing American History American Civil War Intro Biology Composition Help


Check out El-Grande Web Directory today!


www.endlesspoetry.com ©Copyright 2004 - 2007 Michael VanDeMar All Rights Reserved