The Poetry Podcast

Jessica M

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  1. 4d ago

    On Virtue by Phillis Wheatley

    Support the Podcast: https://www.patreon.com/cw/welcome2thepoetrypodcast O Thou bright jewel in my aim I striveTo comprehend thee. Thine own words declareWisdom is higher than a fool can reach.I cease to wonder, and no more attemptThine height t’explore, or fathom thy profound.But, O my soul, sink not into despair,Virtue is near thee, and with gentle handWould now embrace thee, hovers o’er thine head.Fain would the heav’n-born soul with her converse,Then seek, then court her for her promis’d bliss. Auspicious queen, thine heav’nly pinions spread,And lead celestial Chastity along;Lo! now her sacred retinue descends,Array’d in glory from the orbs above.Attend me, Virtue, thro’ my youthful years!O leave me not to the false joys of time!But guide my steps to endless life and bliss.Greatness, or Goodness, say what I shall call thee,To give an higher appellation still,Teach me a better strain, a nobler lay,O thou, enthron’d with Cherubs in the realms of day! Support the Podcast: https://www.patreon.com/cw/welcome2thepoetrypodcast

  2. Jul 3

    Sabrina Fair, John Milton's Comus

    Join us on Patreon: Poetry Podcast Pateon Sabrina fairListen where thou art sitting [ 860 ]Under the glassie, cool, translucent wave,In twisted braids of Lillies knittingThe 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 usIn name of great Oceanus,By the earth-shaking Neptune's mace,And Tethys grave majestick pace, [ 870 ]By hoary Nereus wrincled look,And the Carpathian wisard's hook,By scaly Tritons winding shell,And old sooth-saying Glaucus spell,By Leucothea's lovely hands, [ 875 ]And her son that rules the strands,By Thetis tinsel-slipper'd feet,And the Songs of Sirens sweet,By dead Parthenope's dear tomb,And fair Ligea's golden comb, [ 880 ]Wherwith she sits on diamond rocksSleeking her soft alluring locks,By all the Nymphs that nightly danceUpon thy streams with wily glance,Rise, rise, and heave thy rosie head [ 885 ]From thy coral-pav'n bed,And bridle in thy headlong wave,Till thou our summons answer'd have.Listen and save.

  3. Jun 16

    An Introduction to your Host + An Announcement

    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 episodes with steadiness.If you’re here, thank you. If you’re supporting, thank you. Truly. 🌳 If you’d like to join this little community on Patreon, you can do that here:https://www.patreon.com/cw/welcome2thepoetrypodcast

  4. Jun 11

    Uyghur Poetry Series: Notes by Ghojimuhemmed Muhemmed translated by Joshua L. Freeman

    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

  5. Jun 4

    Uyghur Poetry Series: An Old World by Ghojimuhemmed Muhemmed translated 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

  6. May 28

    Uyghur Poetry Series: Smoke by Imran Sada’i translated from 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

  7. May 21

    Uyghur Poetry Series: Truth Is Seven Levels Under The Land Ghojimuhemmed Muhemmed

    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

  8. May 14

    Uyghur Poetry Series: The Stone Mirror by Tahir Hamut Izgil translated 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 wind,and they had a black smell that wouldn’t fade.Now, clouds crowd into the bottom of your ear, you can’t hear,you feel the mournful cold, you slowly lift your head,loneliness follows loneliness, as sunlight sinks into sunlight.Tell me, can I kiss you with frozen lips?Tell me, will the sun that lights the stone mirror swallow us?Goodbye my dearest, flee, get far from here!But a tree will not defy the land.Here it’s still winter, the trees haven’t yet grown leaves.A handful of pale gold soul in my palm, in my fingers.The spring season is my resolve.Time is still long, like time itself.Oh my dearest, tell me now: which one of us should die first? November 1995, Ürümchi Translated from the Uyghur by Joshua L. Freeman

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  • Creator
    Jessica M
  • Years Active
    2019 - 2026
  • Episodes
    55
  • Rating
    Explicit
  • Copyright
    © Jessica M
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    The Poetry Podcast

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