घ्यु /Ghyu/
By Mansi Dahal
“In Nepali, ghyu means love. In a couple of days the transparent ghyu freezes and turns translucent.”
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 Oldest Forest
“The water was a place / sequestered, isolate and strange, a small glove / for a smallish soul”
BLUE WATER, WHITE WATER, HOLY WATER
“It is not the act itself / that is abhorrent – / it is the admission, / the eyes, the ears / witnessing.”
Poetry We Admire: Disability
This September, Associate Editor Benjamin Bartu curates poems that speak to, about, and through Disability.
Self-Portrait with Ouija Board
“In absence, everything / becomes legible. A planchette drifts / over my left eye.”
With Scraps We Made Sacred Food
“don’t talk to me / about spirit animals, but yes we are / boys with wings.”
Untitled Duck Poem
By Sanna Wani & Manahil Bandukwala
“This poem loves learning. This poem loves wandering, like two ducks or a river.”
Tongues
“These days / I am more afraid of questions than I am / of answers. No resolution.”
THE POST-OFFICE IS AN OPEN FLOWER
“Our separate lives hold between them / a weeping floodplain”