“There’s an easier way, there are/ such places: pools of spilt light cool as billycans,/ the snail-slow pulse of passing towns…” Poem of the Week (2 December), by Agnieszka Wolny-HamkaÅ‚o. Translated from Polish by Clare Pollard.
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“…I waylaid her one frozen/ morning on her way to Bacon Hall/ French class & we had a brief scene…” Weekend Poem, by Peter Grieco.
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“She gathered them,/ pegged them to clotheslines/ to crisp in the sun, ordered by size…” Poem of the Week (November 24), by Elosham Vog.
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“My lover turns and resumes oblivion/ under a diamond mesh of sweat./ I sit up and drink in the darkness…” Weekend Poem, by Josep Chanza.
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“…Learned syntax/ ebbed, flowed, brought in, out with petticoat// turns, the swish of a silk skirt, and yes!…” Poem of the Week (November 17), by Nancy Anne Miller.
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“…if I could say it like that, I’d have traded/ places, offered you your own womb…” Weekend Poem, by Poorna Swami.
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“I will guide you through the darkness, the shadows of your hands on my skin,/ and out into the light that you deserve…” Weekend Poem, by Unsia Hussain.
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“We run our hands on the carved door of Arabic;/ We bless the embroidered walls of Arabic;/ We hold the gates of Arabic…” Poem of the Week (20 October), by Rakhshan Rizwan.
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“Slow in learning how to make bombs, front restaurants or forge dollars,/ I studied Liberation Theology/ in cloud monasteries, near the wells and goatherd-routes…” Weekend poem, by Arturo Desimone.
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“Smash open all the foretellings, retellings/ and untellings that this city can boast.// Smash open its red cement floors, rain-glittering/ cobblestones…” Weekend Poem, by Nandini Dhar.
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