At Capernaum, boats
“This is the Port of the boat people/ After Dessalines and Duvalier, HIV and cholera/ After tornado and tremblor…” Weekend poem, to mark the anniversary of the Haitian earthquake, by John Robert Lee.
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Slumber-Party Games
“That is the effect I have on all of them./ They lose control around me./ They all must be in love with me.” Weekend poem, by Megan Dobkin.
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Summer 1
“And boys make wheelies on winding country streets/ And girls with plastic buckets search mango groves/ For Kidneys…” Weekend poem, by Joanne C. Hillhouse
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If I Were Able To Count Up To Five…
“Fair girls from alien Gorny Mari land/ Would ride bicycles to my town/ Their white teeth dazzling me…” Weekend poem, by Valery Petrovskiy.
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A New Lesson
“Do not wait to polish the rings of night/ Do not wait for morning to declare its disapproval of the banality of desire…” Weekend poem, by Annie Lewis.
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Of God-Trees
“Every time I shave, just above the legs,/ and reach the protruding bones/…. I, again/ hear the whistling of the wrecked train.” Weekend poem, by Mahtem Shiferraw.
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From ‘I CIVIL’
“When we lie in bed long enough,/ the boundaries of our bodies dissolve.” Weekend poem, by Amalie Smith. Translated from Danish by Paul Russell Garrett.
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Nine and a half weeks
“He didn’t even get it; I was leaving him,/ and not just jumping on the tram…” Weekend poem, by Margarita Petkova. Translated from Bulgarian by Christopher Buxton.
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Admonished
“Those who wait for the messiah, or write/ about God as though he exists are cooked.” Weekend poem, by Thomas Piekarski.
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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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