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The Crazy Lady of Jiao Ba Lu

Jiao Ba Lu is an ancient street,
The cobbles are overgrown,
A few mean dwellings still bar their doors
The others are falling down;
They say a woman who lives down there
Is three parts gone to the moon,
While children mutter a curse, or pray
When she stumbles out in the gloom.

For Gao Fang Fang has pure white hair
That blows like a ghost in the breeze,
Her eyes are wild, and she never smiles,
And she often falls to her knees;
She falls to her knees with a cry of pain
At visions she only sees,
And wails at night when the moon is bright,
Or shadows form through the trees.

Over the hearth of her meagre home
Is a picture of Mao Zedong,

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poem by David Lewis Paget
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Snee-Dronningen

Sundets vågor
Sofva kring den frosna Kust.
E. Tegnér.

Høit ligger paa Marken den hvide Snee,
Dog kan man Lyset i Hytten see;
Der venter Pigen ved Lampens Skjær
Paa sin Hjertenskjær.

I Møllen er stille, see Hjulet staaer.
Snart glatter Svenden sit gule Haar,
Saa hopper han lystigt, hei een, to, tre,
Over Iis og Snee.

Han synger omkap med den skarpe Vind,
Der rødmer saa smukt hans runde Kind.
Snee-Dronningen rider paa sorten Sky
Over Mark og By.

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poem by Hans Christian Andersen
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The English Teacher

I bumped into my grandson's English teacher yesterday
at the football, and in between shouting like teenagers
I moaned about the state of A's Eng. Lit. not to mention Eng. Lang. -
you know, you've heard it all before... in my day.....never regretted....
he agreed, but said go easy on the lad he's only thirteen
they all want to be fifteen and grown up at that age,
they can't be seen by their peer-group to be 'for' anything too much
so they ridicule everything, it's either pretentious crap if it's modern
or stupid ancient crap if it's more than a generation ago...
they even call Shakespeare a sad loser until
someone says he wrote the screenplay for that film
though they're fascinated by the idea that Marlowe
was a spy as well as a crap writer not that they've read him anyway

but you know what he said
put them up on stage in the annual Shakespeare and make them
speak his lines, and they'll never forget it,
they'll not say anything about it to me except in private but
they'll remember it to their dying day it's things like that
he said that keep me in this bloody job.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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English Teacher

bumped into my grandson's English teacher yesterday
at the football, and in between shouting like teenagers
I moaned about the state of A's Eng. Lit. not to mention Eng. Lang. -
you know, you've heard it all before... in my day.....never regretted....
he agreed, but said go easy on the lad he's only thirteen
they all want to be fifteen and grown up at that age,
they can't be seen by their peer-group to be 'for' anything too much
so they ridicule everything, it's either pretentious crap if it's modern
or stupid ancient crap if it's more than a generation ago...
they even call Shakespeare a sad loser until
someone says he wrote the screenplay for that film
though they're fascinated by the idea that Marlowe
was a spy as well as a crap writer not that they've read him anyway

but you know what he said
put them up on stage in the annual Shakespeare and make them
speak his lines, and they'll never forget it,
they'll not say anything about it to me except in private but
they'll remember it to their dying day it's things like that
he said that keep me in this bloody job.

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poem by Michael Shepherd
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Mai

'Du skiønne Mai! af Dig jeg veed,
At Poesie er Kiærlighed.'

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Hver Maaned har sin Characteer,
Sit Hang og sine Pligter,
Mai er ei mindre eller meer,
End Aarets unge Digter!
Mai aander Kjærligheds Magie,
Og Kiærlighed er Poesie!
Fra oven kommer Kraften ned,
Guds Sol til Spiren gløder,
Livs Friskhed, Duft og Kjærlighed
Hvert Blik, hvert Hjerte møder.
Du synger paa din Blomstersti
Om Kjærlighed, om Poesie!

Du synger os om Helene,
Om Romeo og Werther,
Om Hermann og hans Dorothe',

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poem by Hans Christian Andersen
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The spirit of man communes with Heaven the omnipotence of Heaven resides in man. Is the distance between Heaven and man very great

quote by Hung Tzu-ch'eng
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There was once an Eng-a-lish teacher
Who had multiples of one feature
She had thirteen eyes,
A nose between her thighs
She was quite a curious creature

limerick by Jane Delahunty
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When the mind is possessed of reality, it feels tranquil and joyous even without music or song, and it produces a pure fragrance even without incense or tea.

quote by Hung Tzu-ch'eng
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A Crazy Chick

Me a koka loca
Awe open boca
Open wide
Barbara bright
Eyes glowing
Loca locked
In marks
Question
Exclamation
Period
And three dots
Icons emo stuck
: (, :) , : o.: ,)
Love struck
Loca locked
In your heart
Tip toeing
Eye glowing
Lip slowing
Creeping

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poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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C. Neergaard

Paa Livets Tangenter, de sorte og hvide,
Du lystigt fra Barndoms-Landet udride!
De svulme og bæve i sød Harmoni!
Hvad nu kun de drømme, i Klarhed vil stige.
Dig Gud gav den Lykke i Toner at sige
Hvert Hjerte den qvægende Poesi.

Du Hjemmet vil huske med Frugttræer og Birke,
Den duftende Eng med den blegrøde Kirke,
Og Storken og Svalen, som fløi Dig forbi.
Men mon Du vil huske den Trækfugl, som bragte
En Hilsen til Dig og et Blomsterblad lagde
Foran Dig til Tak for hver Melodi?

poem by Hans Christian Andersen
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