World Poetry Translation Project

Please Join My Facebook Page by CLICKING HERE Diccussions, translations and positive people at our Facebook Page Making It Work by Philip Levine 3-foot blue cannisters of nitro along a conveyor belt, slow fish speaking the language of silence. On the roof, I in my respirator patching the asbestos gas lines as big around as the thick waist of an oak tree. "These here are the veins of the place, stuff inside's the blood." We work in rain, heat, snow, sleet. First warm spring winds up from Ohio, I pause at the top of the ladder to take in the wide world reaching downriver and beyond. Sunlight dumped on standing and moving lines of freight cars, new fields of bright weeds blowing, scoured valleys, false mountains of coke and slag. At the ends of sight a rolling mass of clouds as dark as money brings the weather in. Please Join My Facebook Page by CLICKING HERE

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Poems by Philip Levine Magpiety Gangrene M Degas Teaches Art Science At Durfe The Drunkard Fist On The Murder Of Lieutenant Jose Del At Bessemer Noon Bitterness I Sing The Body Electric Father The Unknowable Holy Day Berenda Slough Clouds Holding On Something Has Fallen The Dead How Much Earth The Distant Winter Then The House Belle Isle 1949 Voyages Milkweed Montjuich In A Vacant House Small Game The Helmet An Abandoned Factory Detroit The Red Shirt Black Stone On Top Of Nothing Premonition At Twilight Late Moon Wisteria Detroit Grease Shop Poem Making It Work A Theory Of Prosody The Simple Truth The Negatives Last Words Coming Close Another Song Smoke I Won You Lost Late Light The Turning On The Meeting Of Garciacutea Lorca Night Words Animals Are Passing From Our Lives Once What Work Is The Rat Of Faith For The Country Sierra Kid My Fathers The Baltic Those Were The Days A Sleepless Night Gin Waking In March Songs House Of Silence Passing Out In The New Sun Call It Music Green Thumb Clouds Above The Sea Any Night Told They Feed They Lion Where We Live Now In A Light Time Mad Day In March Red Dust Night Thoughts Over A Sick Child Heaven An Ending The Waters Chant The Mercy Salts And Oils The Rains The New World Ode For Mrs William Settle The Grave Of The Kitchen Mouse Everything Among Children A Woman Waking Making Light Of It The Return You Can Have It The Present The End Of Your Life Picture Postcard From The Other Worl The Whole Soul

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P.K. Page	Pablo Neruda	Patrick Kavanagh
Paul Celan	Paul Muldoon	Philip Freneau
Philip Larkin	Philip Levine	Phillis Wheatley
Primo Levi

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