The Poetry Podcast

Join us on Patreon: Poetry Podcast Pateon Sabrina fair Listen where thou art sitting  [ 860 ] Under the glassie, cool, translucent wave, In twisted braids of Lillies knitting The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair, Listen for dear honours sake, Goddess of the silver lake,  [ 865 ] Listen and save. Listen and appear to us In name of great  Oceanus , By the earth-shaking  Neptune's  mace, An...

Hello — I’m Jessica, and welcome. This is a short audio hello and a little launch note: I’ve opened a Patreon for The Poetry Podcast .I’ve been making this show for about five years, and as a freelance artist I’ve had to step away from it periodically when life gets busy. Patreon is my way of making the podcast more sustainable — so I can stay, keep nurturing this community, and keep making episod...

A home and a grave are two places to dwell One lies in shadow and one in the dark This world and the next, each one is a story The first one’s a lie, the second a myth Life and death are two riverbanks Not a drop of water left in the river translated from the Uyghur by Joshua L. Freeman

Old wines are stronger by the day Old books sell higher by the day Old ideas grow holier by the day Old stories are newer by the day translated from the Uyghur by Joshua L. Freeman

When the smoke that rises in me smothers the world outside I sit on the shores of emptiness and watch my soul foaming red translated from the Uyghur by Joshua L. Freeman

The sky where the birds of my mind can’t fly lies seven levels under the land Perhaps those birds saw there is no sky the more they flew the more they Days after the Urumqi riots translated from the Uyghur by Joshua L. Freeman

I saw you looking in the stone mirror before,dripping water, your idea was so close to me then. Today you tasted the winter wind, a bitter taste. The same depression, the same downcast features. Two drops of the black night, your eyes! You can’t imagine a homeland you’ve never seen. Where did you find the stone mirror? In a bygone age, or in your dream? In those times all hearts were sand, were wi...

This is a night made from words. This is a night poured into our spines like pig iron. This is a night that puts us up in slippers and in our bedrooms inside books. This is a night that makes our noses shed hellfruit leaves. This is a night for us to make merry with lovers in illusory castles. This is the spring night that grows soft grasses from the footprints we                trample each day i...

In early youth’s unclouded scene, The brilliant morning of eighteen, With health and sprightly joy elate, We gazed on youth’s enchanting spring, Nor thought how quickly time would bring The mournful period —  thirty-eight ! Then the starch maid, or matron sage, Already of the sober age, We viewed with mingled scorn and hate; In whose sharp words, or sharper face, With thoughtless mirth, we loved t...

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Psalm by John Coltrane I will do all I can to be worthy of Thee O Lord. It all has to do with it. Thank you God. Peace. There is none other. God is. It is so beautiful. Thank you God. God is all. Help us to resolve our fears and weaknesses. Thank you God. In You all things are possible. We know. God made us so. Keep your eye on God. God is. He always was. He always will be. No matter what…it is Go...

To join this community on Patreon, click here: ⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/welcome2thepoetrypodcast⁠⁠ I dreamed I stood upon a little hill, And at my feet there lay a ground, that seemed Like a waste garden, flowering at its will With buds and blossoms. There were pools that dreamed Black and unruffled; there were white lilies A few, and crocuses, and violets Purple or pale, snake-like fritillari...

To join this community on Patreon, click here: ⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/welcome2thepoetrypodcast⁠⁠ The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed;— The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed. And days may pass in gay confusion, And nights in rosy riot fly, While, lost in Fame's or Wealth's illusion, The memory of th...

To join this community on Patreon: ⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/welcome2thepoetrypodcast⁠⁠ My heart aches, & a drowsy numbness pains         My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains         One minute past, & Lethe-wards had sunk:'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,         But being too happy in thine happiness,—                That thou,...

To join this community on Patreon, click here: ⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/welcome2thepoetrypodcast⁠⁠ In Scarlet town, where I was born,    There was a fair maid dwellin’, Made every youth cry  Well-a-way!    Her name was Barbara Allen. All in the merry month of May,    When green buds they were swellin’, Young Jemmy Grove on his death-bed lay,    For love of Barbara Allen. He sent his man in to...

To join this community on Patreon, click here: ⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/welcome2thepoetrypodcast⁠⁠ There's little joy in life for me,       And little terror in the grave; I 've lived the parting hour to see       Of one I would have died to save. Calmly to watch the failing breath,       Wishing each sigh might be the last; Longing to see the shade of death       O'er those belovè...

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To join this community on Patreon, click here: ⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/welcome2thepoetrypodcast⁠⁠ My dearest boy, This is to assure you of my immortal, my eternal love for you. Tomorrow all will be over. If prison and dishonour be my destiny, think that my love for you and this idea, this still more divine belief, that you love me in return will sustain me in my unhappiness and will make me c...

To join this community on Patreon, click here: ⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/welcome2thepoetrypodcast⁠⁠ I have but one thought, Susie, this afternoon of June, and that of you, and I have one prayer, only; dear Susie, that is for   you. That you and I in hand   as we e’en do   in heart, might ramble away as children, among the woods and fields, and forget these many years, and these sorrowing cares,...

To join this community on Patreon, click here: ⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/welcome2thepoetrypodcast⁠⁠ I got your letter, my beloved; it has filled my heart with joy. I am grateful to you for the trouble you have taken to send me news; your health should be better to-day—I am sure you are cured. I urge you strongly to ride, which cannot fail to do you good. Ever since I left you, I have been sad....

To join this community on Patreon, click here: ⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/welcome2thepoetrypodcast⁠⁠ The sky is clear, the moon is shining. I hear sailors singing as they raise anchor, preparing to leave with the oncoming tide. No clouds, no wind. The river is white under the moon, black in the shadows. Moths are playing around my candles, and the scent of the night comes to me through my open w...

To join this community on Patreon, click here: ⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/welcome2thepoetrypodcast⁠⁠ Making Life Worthwhile by George Eliot Every soul that touches yours – Be it the slightest contact– Get there from some good; Some little grace; one kindly thought; One aspiration yet unfelt; One bit of courage For the darkening sky; One gleam of faith To brave the thickening ills of life; One gl...