Poetry

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Poetry We Admire: Erosion

I tend to get nervous faced with the impulse to begin an article by tracing etymology. To frame …

“Mother / was not the first word in my mouth. The word was baba: / meaning, father; meaning, mouth.”

“Can we ever write woman / without writing fruit? / Without food, blood-red, or cut/gash/slit / in half?”

“In another life, my / fate would be a throne of orchids, / gargantuan. Vanilla flowers would sprout wherever I walked.”

“tell me about my birth my migration / my coming to this language not my language”

“he stared into the abyss, computer monitors under the screensaver’s spell, he / kept looking, never a backward glance but ahead”

Over the course of the last month, the world has watched violence unfold at a shocking pace across …

“The ripening of our women is a legacy / of burning. We leave behind nothing / but seeds.”

“it is lonely here / in the way I imagine places without life at all are lonely – / the surface of Mars. / the Moon’s ridges.”