Cloud Poetry

Cloud Poetry

By Yanyan HuangArtsPerforming Arts
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Cloud Poetry episodes

  • Five short Chinese poems
    1. 永鹅 Ode to the Goose by 骆宾王 Luo Bing Wang (640-684 AD), 2. 静夜思 Thoughts in the Silent night by 李白 Li Bai (701-762 AD), 3. 悯农 Toiling Farmers by 李绅 Li Shen (772-846 AD), 4. 春晓 Spring Morning by 孟浩然 Meng Hao Ran (689-740 AD), 5. 七步诗 Seven Steps Verse by 曹植 Cao Zhi (192-232 AD)
    4 min
  • Poems by John Burroughs
    John Burroughs (1837-1921) was an American naturalist and conservationist who spent most of his life in the Hudson Valley. He is best known for his observations on birds, flowers, and rural scenes, as well as religion, philosophy, and nature.
    24 min
  • Petrarch’s Canzoniere
    A collection of 366 poems by the writer Francesco Petrarca (1304-1374, Arezzo) in service of his love for Laura, a woman he had met once on a Good Friday. Other themes throughout the Canzoniere are equally important: religion, poetry, politics, time, glory. The love theme itself should be considered as the nucleus around which Petrarca develops his deep psychological analysis: thanks to his poems inspired by Laura (laurus is the symbol for poetry) the poet aspires to reach glory, which in turn can fight the all-destroying power of time.
    13 min
  • Stabat Mater Dolorosa
    One of the seven greatest Latin hymns of all time, Stabat Mater Dolorsa is based upon the prophecy of Simeon that a sword was to pierce the heart of his Mother, Mary. The hymn originated in the 13th century during the peak of Franciscan devotion to the crucified Jesus and has been attributed to Pope Innocent III, St. Bonaventure, or Jacopone da Todi (1230-1306)
    8 min
  • Poems from the Divan of Hafez
    Select poems from Hafez (1315-1390), a Persian poet who "lauded the joys of love and wine but also targeted religious hypocrisy".
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    13 min
  • Footprints on the sands of time
    Footprints On The Sands Of Time
    Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
    Life is but an empty dream! –
    For the soul is dead that slumbers,
    And things are not what they seem.
    Life is real! Life is earnest!
    And the grave is not its goal;
    Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
    Was not spoken of the soul.
    Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
    Is our destined end or way;
    But to act, that each to-morrow
    Find us farther than to-day.
    Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
    And our hearts, though stout and brave,
    Still, like muffled drums, are beating
    Funeral marches to the grave.
    Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant!
    Let the dead Past bury its dead!
    Act, — act in the living Present!
    Heart within, and God o’erhead!
    Lives of great men all remind us
    We can make our lives sublime,
    And, departing, leave behind us
    Footprints on the sands of time;
    Footprints, that perhaps another,
    Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
    A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
    Seeing, shall take heart again.
    Let us, then, be up and doing,
    With a heart for any fate;
    Still achieving, still pursuing,
    Learn to labor and to wait.
    2 min

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