Great passions that should have remained dead had been woken
and words that should not have been said had been spoken.
The door to love was pushed opened wide, and dare he enter in
to lie close with erato at his side and lovemaking begin?
Or, will his passion be confined to just loving poetry alone,
To dream only of their bodies entwined and passions left unknown?
He'd been pierced by Erato's dart andneeded his love to share.
and unrequited love's broken heart would be so hard to bear.
Ono no Komachi translations
These are my modern English translations of the ancient Japanese poems of Ono no Komachi…
Submit to you, is that what you advise?
The way the ripples do
whenever ill winds arise?
―Ono no Komachi, loose translation by Michael R. Burch
Watching wan moonlight flooding tree limbs,
......
These are love poems by Michael R. Burch, many of them written for his wife Beth, the former Elizabeth Steed Harris...
Preposterous Eros
by Michael R. Burch
“Preposterous Eros” – Patricia Falanga
Preposterous Eros shot me in
......
I have many ghosts inside my body
they propel me every time
when i breathe, to breathe faster
when i moan, to make it more louder.
They insert some enzymes
to convert me into a wild fantasy
and distort his pants down
or just rupture the first ball of it.
These ghosts:
......
These are love poems by Michael R. Burch, many of them written for his wife Beth, the former Elizabeth Steed Harris...
Preposterous Eros
by Michael R. Burch
“Preposterous Eros” – Patricia Falanga
Preposterous Eros shot me in
......
Ono no Komachi translations
These are my modern English translations of the ancient Japanese poems of Ono no Komachi…
Submit to you, is that what you advise?
The way the ripples do
whenever ill winds arise?
―Ono no Komachi, loose translation by Michael R. Burch
Watching wan moonlight flooding tree limbs,
......
Great passions that should have remained dead had been woken
and words that should not have been said had been spoken.
The door to love was pushed opened wide, and dare he enter in
to lie close with erato at his side and lovemaking begin?
Or, will his passion be confined to just loving poetry alone,
To dream only of their bodies entwined and passions left unknown?
He'd been pierced by Erato's dart andneeded his love to share.
and unrequited love's broken heart would be so hard to bear.
I have many ghosts inside my body
they propel me every time
when i breathe, to breathe faster
when i moan, to make it more louder.
They insert some enzymes
to convert me into a wild fantasy
and distort his pants down
or just rupture the first ball of it.
These ghosts:
......