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.

Collecting, yes, collecting still

“In Korean we do not say / you get older we say / you eat age / get plush with years”

This April, Associate Editor Benjamin Bartu curates poems by SWANA poets.

“The cherry / spit out / its pit. A spider / crawled the wall, / tasting the brick / with its forelegs.”

“a father’s shame is the base of every triangle, the root of every family tree.”

“O, Lorraine, I have / Been called strange & fruity, too: melon & / Lemon. Apple, mango, pine, cherry.”

“Am I allowed / to conjure the possibility of pain to protect / myself from the pain?”

“I sometimes long for watered-down brown tresses that know to bow to the comb’s might.”

“The window shows a starling / considering a seed. Some people leave behind / almost everything,”

of language. Not pistil, pistol. / Not violent, but violet.”