John Lars Zwerenz

John Lars Zwerenz Poems

A gypsy am I, as I rove on the downy dale;
Aside from the taverns, the fields are my only vale.
I drink from my carafe a fairy-fermented brew,
And I dream of fair love, beneath a radiant sky of blue.

An Angel's Song

We ventured out in the gray of night,
On amber furrows beneath linden trees,


The window box looks down below
To the avenue where young ladies pass


The morn is giving birth
To the dawn- yet to reign, still budding, undone.
Shall you play the earth,
And me the sun? -

Come, let us walk
Beneath the tufts of the morning flower,
In the rapturous cadence of the boundless bower;
Come, my beloved, and let us talk

I wove my verses in a cluster of purple stars,
While dreaming on the meadow in the tender, April rain.
A mendicant, I wandered to the outskirts of the plain,
And I slept in the glow of a campfire's bars.


Where can we find a cove where love and lute
Are married to the strains of cello and flute,


Shall I taste the soil of death
When the bark is lifted

I ventured out one pristine night
Beneath blue stars to a furrow on a hill.
I was one with the rose and the daffodil,
And my steps stirred the grasses in the moonlight.

Our love was an ivory boon,
Which reigned with the angels in the night.
We would kiss beneath the moon,
Among the statues in the light.

I ventured out beneath the moon, full, white and round...

I ventured out beneath the moon, full, white and round.
My boots broke the sheets of snow as I walked with the muse, my guide.


'I am faint with love.' - The Song of Songs


At night, when I am alone,
Your voice I hear,


My darling, my princess, won't you stay?
The tall sails of white spike the placid bay


I shall leave the city, the bustling town.
I shall walk to the outskirts of the wild plains,


The tall, ruined tower, by the sea of sable wine,
Where silver stars alight, in the moonless night,


I went down into Sheol, where all my bones
Were numbered like knots of whited rope;


She slowly brushes back her long, raven tress,
Casually smoking in her grand, palatial room,

LETHE (A Sonnet)

I shall open my satchel and compose anew.
While dreaming, I saunter to the inn for a brew;



Languorously, the stars ascend
Over your nude, exquisite back;

John Lars Zwerenz Biography

JOHN LARS ZWERENZ * BIOGRAPHY Queens College of the City University of New York, English,  Graduate Student  |  Poetry John Lars Zwerenz is an impressionistic, classical poet. He is currently one of the best selling poets in The United States.  He is also considered the most important new literary figure in the world, both internationally and in The United States. After serving as a journalist since the early 2000's Zwerenz was hired as the official poetry writer for Emage International, a popular in print arts publication. In addition, he has published twelve books of poetry and two novellas, all of which have risen dramatically in price since their original publication. Zwerenz owns a B.A. in English Literature from The City University Of New York At Queens College and has traveled extensively throughout The United States and overseas as a kind of literary wanderer. He has held a bohemian reputation since his youth. Two of Zwerenz' poetry books, Ecstasy And Other Poems, released in December of 2016, and Elysian Meadows, released in February of 2017, both peaked at number 1 on Amazon for all new poetry books, each for close to a month. They were published by ATLA Publishing, based in The United Kingdom. Since then he has published The Gilded Sun, (2018) and Mystic Wines, (2019) . His poems have also appeared prolifically in other International Magazines and anthologies. Zwerenz's poetry is often highly spiritual and mystical in nature. Zwerenz rarely writes prose, and is known for his classically styled, mostly romantic rhyme. His verse almost always adheres to strict, metrical stanzas. On February 14th of 2020 Green Frog Publications released his Complete Works, The Complete Anthology.  It went on to become the best selling poetry anthology in The United States for the year 2020. Zwerenz currently resides in New York City and is 52 years of age. * Rachael Canter)

The Best Poem Of John Lars Zwerenz

A Gypsy's Life

A gypsy am I, as I rove on the downy dale;
Aside from the taverns, the fields are my only vale.
I drink from my carafe a fairy-fermented brew,
And I dream of fair love, beneath a radiant sky of blue.

I carry within my satchel a book of romantic rhyme;
I wield it when I may, and write as I did of old: -
Of a sable-haired girl, whose gaze is of a raven-gold.
Her dress is white and long, and her hair is of an elysian clime.

I am struck by visions beside the lane,
On starry October nights, laved by the autumn rain,
And I sleep beneath the myrtles, musing on her kiss.

I have searched for her in ethereal bliss.
I have seen her face in dreams, wandering on the shore,
And the specter of her beauty, passing on the moor.


John Lars Zwerenz Comments

Leann Howard 24 February 2016

John Lars Zwerenz is without any doubt the greatest poet of the 21st Century, by miles. His verse is without flaw, always astonishing, and I have read all of his works. LeAnn Howard

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Veronica Grimaldi 19 April 2016

John Lars Zwerenz is the best contemporary poet in America. Veronica Grimaldi

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Diane Weil, Ph.D. 08 October 2018

John Lars Zwerenz is the best of our American poets since Maya Angelou. His verses are romantic, yet at the same time highly impressionistic, and his pen is always straight and on the mark.

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WWWWWWWWW 15 February 2020

These poems are truly dreadful.

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Cindy Steward 16 April 2019

John Lars Zwerenz is my favorite poet. Period.

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John Zwerenz 27 July 2020

In " John Lars Zwerenz The Complete Anthology" an incredible encyclopedia of over 800 pages comprised of the best poetry ever written and assembled in one book, Zwerenz decidedly accomplishes a triumphant body of poetic heights never seen before in the annals of the western world. Diane Weil, Boston, MA

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Jim Bradley 27 July 2020

In " John Lars Zwerenz The Complete Anthology" a veritable encyclopedia of over 800 pages comprised of the best poetry ever written and assembled in one book, Zwerenz decidedly accomplishes a triumphant body of poetic heights never seen before in the annals of the western world.

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John Lars Zwerenz 25 July 2020

YOUR LIFE When the redolent breezes kiss your hair Where we recline upon the wine scented chair In the regal courtyard As the rain begins to fall I love you ever more As your bard, Your Life to me is all and all. And as the nascent night Ascends with stars of white Glittering like diamonds upon your sable gaze of gilded gold, I become enraptured in love Instilled with concertos from above.

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You are truly a very colorful poet. You've set the Muse on fire with in me.Love your poetry!

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James Bradley 05 April 2020

The immaculate verses of American poet John Lars Zwerenz will far outlast the lives of all of us.

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John Lars Zwerenz Quotes

Poetry devoid of music is life devoid of air.

It is in the sacred realm of ethereal silences where secrets are revealed.

Air, food, shelter, clothing and water are the means of life. Yet, next to the love of God and others, it is art that we live for.

Most of my poetry was written on the road, far away from my boyhood home in New York City. I lived in abject poverty most of the time, depending on the generosity of strangers and friends. Most of my verse was composed in fields, in furrows, on beaches, in graveyards, in wooded lands and in between my returns to New York City, the majority of my rhyme was written in far away places such as Paris, London, California, much of New England, Florida and The Midwest. My first published book, 'Selected Poems' was written in Europe over two years. I composed a volume of verse never published to this day while I lived in Paris entitled 'Parisian Verse'. The majority of my poetry composed since I was in High School to the present day has never been published. In addition to 'Selected Poems' I have published over 500 poems in seven subsequent volumes.

Did you all not know that agony and sufferings are the path that is paved to Paradise? Did you all not know that every tear shed upon the earth shall be transformed into an eternal crown of glory? Have the courage to feel your pain, and an infinity of definitive happiness shall be your reward forever.

The goal of this life is nothing less than to attain eternal happiness.

'It is love Who created us. It is love Who has redeemed us. And it is love Who will judge us all on the evening of this life.'

When one enters the Kingdom of God, after the course of this earthly life, in an ineffable union with The Triune Deity, one finds there their own name, their true self, clearer than crystal and more splendid than diamonds. - John Lars Zwerenz

The fear of death is eliminated when one knows in his or her conscience that one has lived a morally wholesome life, a life free of sin. Or if one has sinned, one has made amends for that sin or sins, and possesses a soul that is innocent.

ON THE ISSUE OF ABORTION AND MALE RESPONSIBILITY MARCH 11,2019 I truly believe that the moral permissiveness which allows in our society without shame men to freely seduce women by encouraging female lust is one of the root causes to the overall problem of abortion, an unspeakable evil which cries to heaven for justice and which is devastating the Western World. For although women have been endowed with wonderful qualities of many varying kinds, they are, through no fault of their own, generally more prone to physical lust and have a harder time resisting the more carnal appetites of the flesh. We must not permit men to continue to selfishly use this fact to play the role of egotistical seducers and to allow the weakness of the opposite sex to conceive children outside of the holy and secure state of matrimony and then abandon them. All of us, both men and women, either live one for the other or we do not survive as a species. * John Lars Zwerenz


At the end of life, all is vanished, all is banished, all that is......but Love!

Aside from love, nothing lasts.

To be a true, nonviolent victim of evil, to be despised for leading a righteous life is to join Christ in His salvific passion. So if you find the murderous faces of injustice at your door, you are in the best of company. And heaven awaits you. Remember this.

New York City, this planet's largest megacity by area is at its most distinctive a proud, oftentimes covered mysterion. There is a lingering mist which crawls up its upper bay and into the southern tip of the island which seems to carry a nebulous harbinger of the eternal, no matter how dark, oppressive or veiled. The countless skyscrapers reach beyond the billowing threshold of the curtained clouds which lay beneath them. It is the perhaps the world's only city which transcends not only the limits of natural boundaries, but nature itself. Manhattan island gives life to the undeniable fruits which have resulted in the fact that mankind can transform nature by his own hands. It a physical and permanent testimony that man, not nature has been given the keys to design the earth he was given to steer in his image, just as his Creator has fashioned man into His own eternal image. * John Lars Zwerenz

O, profound dichotomy... For when we are as nothing... It is then that we are gods... * John Lars Zwerenz

'Life is brief, and death arrives quickly.' - John Lars Zwerenz

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