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Sometimes piano, sometimes guitar, sometimes spoken meditation. Thanks for listening. If you have questions, comments, or feedback of any kind, email darkoindex at gmail dot com. Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/jonah-hall/support
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Time to take a break and just relax. These are a few stories and poems to listen to narrated by actress Jane Merrow, even some written by her! Jane has had an over 50 year career, with many credits. Jane received a Golden Globe nomination, when she co-starred as ' Alais' in 'THE LION IN WINTER", with Peter O'Toole, Katharine Hepburn, Anthony Hopkins and Timothy Dalton, Jane has also worked with Patrick McGoohan, Roger Moore, Lee Majors, Leonard Nimoy, Tom Selleck among many others.
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Listen Hindi Poems

Suraj kumar

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हैलो दोस्तों, मेरा नाम सूरज कुमार है और मैं यहाँ अपनी लिखी हिन्दी में कवितायें और कहानियाँ डालूँगा।
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Poems for Thought

Noori Choudhary

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Listening to inspiring poems makes you think. In this podcast, hopefully you will think about the morals of these poems, and in general, the beauty of the structure of the poems.
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Vietnamese poems

kimberly hoang

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Original Work VIETNAMESE poems. THIÊN ĐƯỜNG MƠ Đây là bài thơ đầu tiên tôi đã làm khi Sống tại USA, nhớ lại tư tưởng của tuổi bé thơ đầy mơ mộng thần tiên, nay đã trưởng thành cảm nhận được đời thực tế trong thế gian này.
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Just Poems

Rebecca Joseph

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My Nanna is my ultimate best friend. We share a love for music, poetry, and arts. Her words are always lovely and deep and full of emotions. Let me share some of our favorite poems through this podcast show.
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Poems for Orry

Nicole Thelen

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Welcome! On this podcast I assemble and read my favorite poems for my favorite gumby. Cover art photo provided by Ksenia Makagonova on Unsplash: https://unsplash.com/@dearseymour
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Language is an art, poetry a boon... I write my poems in both traditional verse forms and free verse form in my mother tongue Tamil. I have assumed the pseudonym Vennkotran. Listen to my poems rendered in my own voice and let me know your comments...
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Fireside Poems

Fireside Poems

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Each week Dr. J shares a poem from one of the nineteenth-century American Fireside Poets, reading it aloud and commenting on it to enhance the listener’s enjoyment of the poem.
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This podcast presents Hindi poetry, Ghazals, songs, and Bhajans written by me. इस पॉडकास्ट के माध्यम से मैं स्वरचित कवितायेँ, ग़ज़ल, गीत, भजन इत्यादि प्रस्तुत कर रहा हूँ Awards StoryMirror - Narrator of the year 2022, Author of the month (seven times during 2021-22) Kalam Ke Jadugar - Three Times Poet of the Month. Sometimes I also collaborate with other musicians & singers to bring fresh content to my listeners. Always looking for fresh voices. Write to me at HindiPoemsByVivek@gmail.com #Hind ...
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This is a volume of Canadian poet Arthur Weir. Many of the poems are set around the turn of a year, referencing the season in different ways, and touching upon almost every emotion and association we might connect with winter. - Summary by Carolin
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Dorhta’s poems

Dorhta Wares

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I have always wanted to share and connect to the world all my feelings without been afraid of showing the suppressed me so here is where u get a full imagination of how my brains work
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Make medim-witted. Oneof those days whereI can’t bare it—the humof madness. My belly wreakinghavoc up and down my spine,intestines in a knot.Garlic! Disgusting! or maybeyou called it gross & I called itget me out of here.A different morning: I’m spinningsex between my fingers.Cavorting with an old pillowcase hoping you’ll come alongand lift my top.…
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Wise advice from American Poet Edmund Vance Cook, poet, humorist and author . He was prominent in the late 19th and early 20th Century and is easy and fun to narrate. I love this poem...who of us doesn't worry ourselves into the night in our troubled world. I know I do. Maybe not so much after some wise advice from my Dad, who worried endlessly at …
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Why.Why do we live?Why do we do what we do?Is it the glory?Is it the fame?Is it worth it?Do you feel the burn? The heat, the dirt, the wind?Why do we do what we do?We do it because there is no other way.No. Other.Way.——A capsule collection by RYK (@mrkimsays) for @shop412Directed by @austinsaya / @charlottebobcats…
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Naturally Artificial Chat #2: On Technology, Normalizing Indefensible Behavior, Algorithms, Attention, and Why Educating the Public About AI is Absolutely Necessary I ask the vast repository of information about what happened to decency and why we have normalized indefensible behaviors. I ask about how we can change our patterns of behavior around …
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It's a bus stop in South AmericaAnd crossing five lanes of trafficAt ten in the morning.It's quiet, More than we were expecting.The taxi is late for arrival and I am thankful for every second.It's not knowing the languageAnd our tensions so high,A tennis court in my chest.Love was being rewritten in my headYou were becoming the epitome of sacrifice…
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This is what you are missing Melissa – dust turned to waves in the desert – okra coming up two monthstoo late – a forward-breaking gate openinginto someone else’s field – I walk bya window and I don’t understand how little I seeyou – but so clearly the wasp backing outof a hole inside a long-deadtree – when we were children we lived with our grandp…
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There are few mornings like this –When the tumble day slowsand the sweltering July heat subsides;when memories of last night’s fire showresonate with a still-first sense of wonder.The footfall of Fatherhood feels fine underneath;I am comfortable here, at peace with astirring that has often lingered in the quiet process of thinking.My daughter turns…
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barking up the right treesstuck on the double branch don’t climb if you can’t get down if you can’t get down better learn to jump the kids are so back vlog squad with baby teeth sucking back cinnamon getting pantsed by their dads tamogotchi death hits all seven stages and everyone knows that the moon is made of cheesethat green eggs go great on a h…
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The leaving was such that each applein the orchard glassed over into ghost-formon a single night. Centers rotted, dropped out,only translucent orbs at the end of wooded knots remained.A buck arrives, noses them to the ground.His only want: to hear the shatter. First my grandmother,then my brother. A permanent Autumn settles across my face.Brinks be…
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I’m waiting for the tram, picking plums but really what I’m doing is looking, longingly higher up where most of the fruit is sitting ripe.A man approaches — bald but for a crown of white hair, lightweight vest, faded tattoosof an old sailor, two breasty mermaids with red lips.Do you want me to pull down the branch, he asks and I say yes please than…
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In front of the laundromat a cigarette grows out of stub and ash, smoke seeps from lungs back into sticky-dry tobacco, red hot cherry backs away from filter, reshapes as fire, jets back into bic lighter, gas condenses into fluid.Came back unsmoked to haunt our past selves down. Almost a room in the outskirts, we write each other out. Eyes like wild…
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Begins with texts to my best friend.Do you want to hear my revenge fantasy?Let’s get iced coffee and be brats.Learned helplessness is a crime.Success is an art. I’m working on my MFA.That’s deeply stupid. I’m reviewing my life choices in this Greek restaurant.Not everyone needs to be a Very Interesting Person.Who needs a human man? Shadow Daddies e…
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I am not mentally okay. I thought of you, or more specifically,I thought this would be something you'd enjoy. This is some news you need to hear. Here is some free therapy that I heard.This made me cry. Watch this cute animal & forget how the world is falling apart. I'm not mentally okay but I cannot say that to you so instead I hide the things I c…
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I felt like masturbatingI felt like cryingIt was the twenty-first centuryAlreadyA quarter overThere had been artistic movements& warsMy debts had been repackagedCountless timesThe enemy of my enemyFollowed meOn Twitter, now calledEx-Marines shot themselves in the head in their aunts’ basementsWe lost touch almost as a wholeCategoryWe listened to mu…
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He gave up looking for a town, gas station, or house off a road or driveway The desert unfolded further than his eyes could see. In the stillness, the ground spread in glare, broken only by shrubs now and then. A swell of dunes lay below a jut of mountain range bulking up from beneath the surface. They were told it could take hours to traverse this…
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To hate yourself and have sexmakes you a movie director on a street corner, seeingeverything in slow motion, scouting for bodies. When it’s too dark to see we clock out to edit more. After work, every night becomes dance. Re-cuts of thighs and light shows.A supercut is a cheap haircut, not filmmaking technique. But I know montage because I put move…
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The cut on my ankle bleeds into the shape of an exclamation pointYou speak and it comes out ornateswirling, as if from an an ancient book I’m trying to follow those letterswhich are, inevitably, words, through the tall yellow grasses at the edge of the lagoon where your charm bracelet lays splayed in the sand and my nose disappears into the blue Le…
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How their branches seem to extend without burden in the lengthening light, their star-shaped leaves of deepest burgundy, weightless, more form than texture, surrendering to autumn air in such a way that it’s difficult to discern where leaf-tip ends and shade begins; until, wind-jostled, they flutter like wisps of cordovan dust out into a blue expan…
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I hope all my books are banned books, like, so contraband they start trappin’ them out the bando—people fiendin’ for my words with such fervorclawing at the door for just one more taste someone keeps the lookout to make sure twelve don’t see the weight:tiny baggies filled with poem scraps pushed out from every corner I hope my books become so obscu…
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For a transcript of this essay, via Google doc, click here: Hello Good People, I recently listened to Ezra Klein talking with Ta-Nehisi Coates about Israel, Palestine and democracy. Coates new book, “The Message” is getting widespread attention. I’ve appreciated his writing in the past, at The Atlantic and “Between the World and Me.” I’ve been list…
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रघुपुङ्गव राघवेंद्र रामचन्द्र राजा राम। सर्वदेवादिदेव सबसे सुन्दर यह नाम। शरणत्राणतत्पर सुन लो विनती हमारी। हरकोदण्डखण्डन खरध्वंसी धनुषधारी। दशरथपुत्र कौसलेय जानकीवल्लभ। विश्वव्याप्त प्रभु आपका कीर्ति सौरभ। विराधवधपण्डित विभीषणपरित्राता। भवरोगस्य भेषजम् शिवलिङ्गप्रतिष्ठाता। सप्ततालप्रभेत्ता सत्यवाचे सत्यविक्रम। आदिपुरुष अद्वितीय अनन्त पराक्रम। रघुप…
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