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“I was sleeping, exact as bread/ to the lips of the famished. I was formidable in/ my sleep…” Poem of the Week (May 28), by Allison Grayhurst.
Read More“I was sleeping, exact as bread/ to the lips of the famished. I was formidable in/ my sleep…” Poem of the Week (May 28), by Allison Grayhurst.
Read More“On waking I tried to remember / Nothing of my dream, which felt like velvet / Brushed the wrong way.” Weekend poem, by Dominic Hand.
Read More“The right eye consists of two oceans:/ Black and white…” Poem of the Week (May 19), by Amir Darwish.
Read More“It asks me again/if I’m suicidal and I scream over the soft hum of my refrigerator/that I am hoping I will live another twenty or thirty years
/and after that I’ll reconsider things…” Weekend poem, by Ron Riekki.
“You should dance and so you should dance/ you turn and rinse long hands of rain.” By Irvin Desir, celebrating Kamau Brathwaite’s 85th birthday.
Read More“The road at this hour, that late-night hour/ of road spread wide with silence; that car,/ careful and slow, lone sound of engine/ quarreling with itself…” By Vladimir Lucien, celebrating Kamau Brathwaite’s 85th birthday.
Read More“All I can do is warn: lacking the right/ form, the whole dark sea’ll come crashing your dam…” By Jane King, celebrating Kamau Brathwaite’s 85th birthday.
Read More“You took me by the hand,/ your child nearing forty…” By McDonald Dixon, celebrating Kamau Brathwaite’s 85th birthday.
Read More“From islands’ scorned syllables/ your horn lifted nations’ new tongues/ Castries to Kingston…”By John Robert Lee, celebrating Kamau Brathwaite’s 85th birthday.
Read More“while your arms fill with arms / that are not yours, are covered // with shallow river water / flowing past you as moonlight…” Weekend poem, by Simon Perchik.
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