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D.H. Lawrence, The Rainbow

Pedro Salinas, ‘Vocation’, Seguro Azar / Certain Chance: Poems (versions trans. David Lee Garrison)

D.H. Lawrence, The Rainbow[Text ID: “They were all in prison, they were all going mad.”]

Carol Ann Duffy, The World’s Wife

E.E. Cummings, “out of the mountain of his soul comes”, from XAIPE (#19), The Complete Poems, 1904-1

Moikom Zeqo, ‘An Explication of the Word Loneliness’, I Don’t Believe in Ghosts: Poems from ‘Meduza’

Mona Sa’udi, from Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry by Arab Women (ed. &a

Mona Sa’udi, from ‘The city trembles beneath the dawn’, Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology

Miklós Radnóti, “Foaming Sky” (trans. Clive Wilmer and György Gömöri), excerpted from Steep Path: Po

It is not for his giftsthat I continue in my prayers,but because he is true Life.It is not so much b

Yorgun olan vücudun değil ruhun kalbindir.

Huzurlu bir şekilde git,sana kimin ihityacı olduğunu göreceksin.

Moikom Zeqo, ‘Trouble’, I Don’t Believe in Ghosts: Poems from ‘Meduza’ (trans. Wayne Miller)

Confession of the Lioness, Mia Couto

Walt Whitman, ‘Song of Myself’, Leaves of Grass[Text ID: “I ascend from the moon, I ascend from the

Frida Kahlo, excerpt from a letter to Alejandro Gómez Arias, written December 1925, three months aft

Kim Addonizio, from ‘Blues for Roberto’, What Is This Thing Called Love: Poems

Adonis, ‘Body’, Selected Poems (trans. Khaled Mattawa)[Text ID: “Love was a grave I entered and aban

Maram al-Massri, A Red Cherry on a White-tiled Floor: Selected Poems (trans. Khaled Mattawa)

Walt Whitman, “Song of Myself”, Complete Poems[Text ID: “Oxen that rattle the yoke and chain or halt

Natalie Wee, from ‘Least of All’, Our Bodies & Other Fine Machines

Nina Cassian, ‘Burning’ (trans. Christopher Hewitt), Life Sentence: Selected Poems

Emily Dickinson, ‘The gentian weaves her fringes’ (Poem #18), The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson[

Vasko Popa, from ‘Dirge’, Collected Poems,1943-1976 (trans. Anne Pennington)

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