Biography of STANLEY PACION
Stanley Pacion is an online poet known and published world over. His YouTube channel has recorded 220,000 + Single Page Visits, Video Views! A Google Search of the terms Stanley Pacion YouTube Channel yields a result count of thousands. Many, lay men and critics alike. consider his published poetry to be some of the greatest lyric of the early twenty-first century in English
The international high interest in Stanley Pacion's Videos and his reading of his written original Poetry rests on his clear narrative style. His English, which is in itself tied to powerful metaphors and vivid imagery, is grounded. He uses everyday theme and common objects to work feelings and ideas that have note and impact. His poetry has been afforded break-through status. Though possessing a high intellectual content, his language and use of style are contemporary. He uses a camera and microphone coupled to the upload-broadcast power of YouTube to broadcast a new wave of poetry which is not only straightforward and intellectually alive, but also heart-felt and emotionally moving.
Born in Chicago, Illinois
STANLEY PACION's Works:
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STANLEY PACION Poems
Her disease, it said, 'Dark around and within, But outside, far outside, it's all light.'
Oh love, oh love, oh foolish love, You make me feel as if, I had drunk a gallon of Jack Daniels - That I am powerless and my life unmanageable.
Catullus, Poem 85, Hate And Love*
I hate and I love, You might ask, how do I explain it? I do not know,
To See Her Again, After A Gabriela Mistr...
And never, never more to see her form, Not even a glimpse of her, Not in the nights filled with trembling stars, Or at noon when bright light
Love Poetry, Lost Without You
How about some love poetry? Right now I am so desperate for your touch That I can barely speak, let alone write a thing.
Kiss Me Once, Kiss Me Twice
I sing tonight. It's the ol' babalu. Though tired and drawn, I am called. I hear the knock at the door.
Babe Ruth, Home Run Secret
I pick a good one and sock it, Get back to the dugout, They ask me, what it was that I hit?
Catullus Poem 5, An Adaptation Of An Anc...
I am here to repeat ancient wisdom: What do we care what the joyless say? They should get lost, all of them!
Diana And Actaeon
The man was exhausted from the hunt. During much of the day he had run furiously. Now even his dogs welcomed the rest.
Somebody wrote me, It was in response to a YouTube video; He commented upon an up-load, One where I read some love lyrics of mine.
Black Water, An Adaptation Of A Theme Fr...
Water in the forest, terrible black water, A pond over rot and dead leaves, You lie silent, quiet, you, you stay still, Unmoving, yet the storm rages around the wood,
Breakfast Treat, A Love Poem
When we spoke earlier today over the telephone, I purposely diverted our conversating From what I really had in mind, To topics which you truly enjoy, work and business.
Coffee-House Love Poem
Another early Sunday evening has arrived. You, you are gone, abroad; I sit here by myself and drink coffee.
Blues, Deep And Bad
BLUES, Deep and Bad
Love, Lovely, Love
When it comes to love
We are all in the dark.
Has ever been able to measure its quality,
Figure affection using calculus.
No high-powered lens,
Though we see the architecture,
The starry clouds which make the heavens,