Amá 阿嬤
“awaits the low tide / the shapeless cloud / in watery strands of hope / all her now in this delicate vision”
Poetry
We are so grateful to all of our partner-poets for sharing their work with us—please enjoy their beautiful words in our Featured Poetry catalogue.
The Year of Little Harvest
By Aman Alam
“He pressed his thumb into an apple / as if testing a bruise on the body of the world. / At dusk the fields turned the color of old bronze.”
A Scientist’s Sonnet
By Ashley Mo
“Sweet-mouthed, this child— / a jukebox of fissures, built upon a mother’s wilting smile.”
Insecticide
By Carina Solis
“this is the second morning i’ve brushed my tongue / in spit. the stink of panic worse”
Homograph
“has the widow given birth to new beings / or / has the widow given birth to fragments / of her loss”
LA VIRGEN DE GUADALUPE APPEARS IN MY BATHROOM MIRROR
“Guadalupe tells me to pull it together! Time to chingona up, mija! / She palms my red nail polish and adorns her nails with OPI’s drop it like it’s hawt.”
Poetry We Admire: Rising Poets
By Sara Dudo
In this Poetry We Admire column, we revisit some of our previous Rising Poet Prize winners to see what new poems they have published.
What Is Pupation If Not Purgatory Misdefined?
“Never have I known this body to be anything but ululation. / Blessed be the bodies beatified by dolour; / theirs is grief’s gospel, turned flesh.”
Night Of 1000 Apophases
By Will Summay
“my father siphons the dreams / out of my forehead before bed. / He draws out every last drop / & what is left?”