Jonathan ROBIN

Freshman - 581 Points (22 September / London)

Jonathan ROBIN Poems

281. They Also Serve After John Milton On His Blindness 10/14/2006
282. Frame Work 10/14/2006
283. Wafer 10/14/2006
284. Remonstrance 10/14/2006
285. From Hope To Eternity 10/16/2006
286. Bright Buckets 10/16/2006
287. Wrong Turning 10/16/2006
288. Is Freud Felicity? 10/16/2006
289. Make Merry In The Room 10/21/2006
290. A Secret Sadness After William Collis Brookes For Helidor 10/21/2006
291. Polyacrostic - Changes Expand Beginnings 10/21/2006
292. Après La Fête 10/21/2006
293. Is The Moon Asleep? 10/21/2006
294. Rigoletto – Mobile Verse Parody Verdi 10/21/2006
295. Haiku Incandescence 10/21/2006
296. Distant Drum - Double B[l]ind 10/21/2006
297. Find Self Through Self Forgot - Acrostic Sonnet 10/21/2006
298. All Else Is Shadow 10/21/2006
299. Coincidence 10/21/2006
300. In Laughter Live 10/21/2006
301. The Answer Is Blowing In The Wind - Acrostic Sonnet 10/21/2006
302. If You Prove True... 10/21/2006
303. Taste Eternity 10/21/2006
304. The Lark On The Clerk After W S Gilbert The Lark And The Clerk 10/21/2006
305. Ciao Ceaucescu 10/21/2006
306. Another Day, Another Challenge 10/21/2006
307. Convictions Conquer 10/21/2006
308. Osmosis Links 10/21/2006
309. Doubt 10/21/2006
310. That Successful Bat - Acrostic 10/21/2006
311. Opportunities Near 10/21/2006
312. Who Else? 10/21/2006
313. An Image Springs To Mind 10/21/2006
314. Game Of Life - Add Vice To A Lady 10/21/2006
315. Remember The Seasons 10/21/2006
316. Pendulum Rubaiyat 10/21/2006
317. Cub To Rug 10/21/2006
318. Impact Tracked 10/21/2006
319. Systematic Delays - Acrostic Sonnet 10/21/2006
320. Drought Won Too Or Drought To One 10/21/2006

Comments about Jonathan ROBIN

  • M M (1/10/2012 6:25:00 AM)

    A very talented poet, whose poems are always beautifully penned, not only through the choice of the words (mostly far beyond relevance) , but also through the thoughts these poems carry... and the sense of humour.
    Some of these pieces can be considered as masterpieces.

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  • Jack Sprat (1/5/2012 3:18:00 PM)

    It is not surprising to find Jonathan Robin among the top hundred most popular poets on Poemhunter... and apparently he has also 10 poems ranked in the top 20 out of 4 million on allpoetry. Looking at his biography one is surprised that he finds time to write in such a diversity of traditional styles on so many subjects, both contemporary and classical. One is confused by the number of poems nominally on poemhunter - less than 1400 compared to more than two thousand in his poetry book apparently available for download. As written in one of the comments below 'This gent has experimented with every possible poetic medium out there and with exceptional results.' - one can only agree and applaud.

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (4/4/2009 1:28:00 AM)

    deep within i find a perfect blending of matter and manner, beautiful poems.

  • M S (12/14/2006 4:13:00 PM)

    There are plenty of gems scattered through this vast poetic field. This gent has experimented with every possible poetic medium out there and with exceptional results. I have found myself skipping through the long-winded verbosities and brain-teasing acrostics, but got cought on the more personable social commentaries and those that were rooted in personal experiences. But then again, chaqun a son gout. Spin the wheel and see where chance will land you, chances are you won't be disappointed.

Best Poem of Jonathan ROBIN

It Rains In My Heart - Translation Paul Verlaine – Il Pleure Dans Mon Coeur

It rains in my heart
as on town and on mart,
pours down longings that start
to reign in my heart!

Oh soft ringing of rain
poured on earth, eave and pane,
for poor heart feeling pain,
oh the ringing of rain!

It rains without reason
in hurt heart fears have lease on.
What? - no season for treason?
Do I grieve without reason?

What most hurts me, I wait
‘Why’ not knowing, sad fate,
without love, without hate,
On my heart lies deadweight!

Il pleure dans mon coeur
Comme il pleut sur la ville.
Quelle est cette ...

Read the full of It Rains In My Heart - Translation Paul Verlaine – Il Pleure Dans Mon Coeur

Prosperity Palls

The era of pleasure is over for ever,
prosperity palls, seldom fails to appal.
When seeking some sanity see we should sever
last links with societal sirens that call
after all with fast laughter, considering never
that Man’s many illusions to dust must soon fall,
as dispassionate Death’s thrall not even keen, clever,
can ever avert, all are measured withal.

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