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“No longer noon but a cramp/ for which there is no potion/ only her lips falling from the sky…” Weekend Poem, by Simon Perchik.
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The ventriloquist at a birthday party
“…no trace of anxiety on her face, though she/ must know the odds against him, the small chance/ of acceptance, the endless cost of otherness…” Poem of the Week (November 5), by Aseem Kaul.
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Snake Wine
“I know it’s a dream because the cobra is banded like/ a sea snake and the sea snake/ is preparing to spit.” Weekend poem, by Arjun Rajendran.
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Homecoming
“She hears the crowing of birds outside,/ her neighbour cussing at the colony chowkidar,/ the petroleum cough of the retired colonel’s jeep…” Poem of the Week (October 29), by Rakhshan Rizwan.
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Badlands
“The sun dips into an unknowable// tomorrow just beneath my fingertips.” Weekend Poem, by Taylor Supplee.
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Jaggery Roof
“It’s midnight in Delhi./ I am tongue kissing a bowl of Bengali pudding/…listening to the heartbeats of a million books.” Poem of the Week (October 22), by TJ Dema.
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The Faber Book of
“The publishers would like to/ Gratefully acknowledge themselves.” Weekend poem, by Rowland Bagnall.
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Walking
“It could be a remote suburb of Byzantium or the edge/ of a more familiar place.” Weekend Poem, by Leslie L. Nielsen.
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Peshawar, 1976
“The sun was always moving/ from one sky to another.// Do you understand?” Poem of the Week (October 8), by Patricia Hale.
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Inquisition
“And these are the verbs, neatly/ stacked. You think they bite. They/ don’t, but they sting a bit.” Weekend poem, by Mark J. Mitchell.
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