October 3, 2022
Diptych on Getting from Point A to Point B
A. Through many airplane windows I have seen cities unfurling like carpets of starlight over the earth. I could pull
October 3, 2022
For My Father, Who Lives Alone
Baba turns fifty alone / in the 6 x 8 box / of our iPad 3 / September on our breaths / seven years coming now / funny how memory / has a way of nebulizing / the hum of radio static / the way you learned English by listening to the Beatles’ / “Hey Jude” on repeat / now white noise / at age ten / we were two continents / sundered by ocean / no more than arbitrary geography / at age ten / I held dawn like a permission / tasted it skin by skin / a mouthful of
October 2, 2022
Come Closer
The sky goes green with tornadoes, heavy as low- hanging fruit. The deer is carried off the road, and it never got hit in the first place. When the light
October 2, 2022
Young Poets Introduction
“The sky goes green with tornadoes, heavy as low- / hanging fruit” begins Sophie Bernik’s Patricia Grodd Poetry Prize–winning poem, “Come Closer.” Bernik’s poem was one of many pieces in […]