The Language of Fish
“Listen to the murmur of the fish-woman in the wet market/ who speaks a dialect in which the word for thank you is a bow,/ sincere and deep.” Poem of the Week (May 20), by Jay Bernard.
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“Listen to the murmur of the fish-woman in the wet market/ who speaks a dialect in which the word for thank you is a bow,/ sincere and deep.” Poem of the Week (May 20), by Jay Bernard.
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“When the hurricane hit, the water rushed backwards./ Black water bubbling up and out from the drain/ with a pungent stink…” Poem of the Week (May 13), by Loretta Oleck.
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“At eight o’clock in the morning a piece/ of shrapnel burrowed its tick into the small/ intestine, like clockwork…” Poem of the Week (May 6), by Emily Webb.
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“‘Conies’, whispers Wisdom Smith, ‘require calm,/ dawn craft and a down-wind’…” Poem of the Week, from the Wenlock Festival. By David Morley.
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“There were only skeletons at the prom but/ TÄrÄ was not afraid…” Poem of the Week (April 22), by Ottilie Mulzet.
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“Each day is not like this: Her edges showed sharp/ as diamonds one Tuesday before Wednesday dark/ pulled her from rain and dropped her in a car.” Poem of the Week (April 15), by Mark J. Mitchell.
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“The morning was new/ and these were morning thoughts./ The villages reduced to the howling of dogs/ belonged to the night.” Poem of the Week (April 8), by Moniza Alvi.
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“my breasts offend my father,/ more so than my opinions…” Poem of the Week (April 1st), by Hira A.
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“The one I liked best/ was the house with the tree/ that had been peeled/ like a banana/ by that tornado…” Poem of the Week (March 18) by Iris Mahan.
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“A canvas/ empty of colour/ a body/ kissed by death.”
Poem of the Week (March 11), by Sukrita Paul Kumar.