This Little Slice of Life
This little slice of lifewhere morning mango melts on the tipof your tongue so used to the tasteof sweet-sounding birds beckoningsunrise, paired with the saltyscreech of the...
Tossing away sandwiches,
chewing gum, cigarettes,
he made his heaven from wrappers,
commerce’s carapace. Who would discard
the meat of the thing: shake out
the book and bow to
the...
Morning Class in Washington, D.C.
A sparrow collides, fallsglass to concrete
Beak opens, body spasms.
A student looks:me, bird, back.
She wants instructions.
Touch the birdto do what?
Stun it...
This poem is published as part of the Amplifying Disabled Voices special section, selected by editors Christopher Heuer, Marlena Chertock, and Gregory Luce.
counting
wake up...
Translated from the Romanian by Claudia Serea
We conclude our celebration of Women in Translation Month this week. Katherine E. Young, Poet Laureate Emerita of...
