By Aaron Shurin
And still one looks to the tree to paraphrase the sky, arbiter of wind and sun. The hills with their…
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- By Paula BohinceForgive my trespass, I mistook for work a crown
of raspberries and custard. Thank you, tartlet, thank… - By Ann-Margaret LimEvery day is perfect, if
when you wake, you hear birds
in the garden, in the yard. Birds
up and down, ushering… - By Alice PettwayThe dry stubble of the field
wilts under the rain,
soft as jaw hair
under a hot towel. The summer
is a … - By Brittany PerhamWe take the N out to the turnaround.
The only thing to come now is the sea.
The ice plants make the pink… - By Xin QijiTranslated By Shangyang Fangto the tune “he xin lang: toasting the bridegroom”Now that I am old and those who crossed the mountains…
- By Xin Qiji甚矣吾衰矣。
怅平⽣、交游零落，只今余⼏！
⽩发空垂三千丈，⼀笑⼈间万事。
问何物、能令公喜？
我见青⼭多妩媚，料青⼭见我应如是。
情与貌，略相似。
⼀尊搔⾸东窗⾥。
想渊明、《停云》诗就，此时风味。
江左沉酣求名者… - By Omotara JamesWhen we meet at the holiday table, we take turns
and great pains not to remind each other
of our mutual… - By Kate PartridgeI don’t want to get emails from
the wolf people anymore, but
they know where I am—have known
precisely… - By Maxine Hong KingstonTranslated By Chun YuI pay.
In dream: Susie’s medical bill.
For real: Moana bar tab.
我付款。
夢中：蘇西的醫療費。
現實：莫阿娜酒吧賬。
Time I write … - By Jane FlettLast night, at the excavation: pig wine & a searchlight moon. We watched seven equidistant stars make…
- By Magda PortalTranslated By Kathleen WeaverI'm a sea since I could never have been a river
An unchanneled sea
of green merriments
and solitary depths… - By Mei-mei Berssenbrugge1 Plants and rocks lay under night sky; ground is a subject of sky; the relation's a force.
I combine… - By Nicole GonzalezTranslated By Nicole GonzalezAbínígo ch’iłbaa hózhóní
ch’ínádzi’,
Bí ch’ilátahózhóón nídiich’ah
dóó ádík’as,
Tłeé’go ch’łbaahózhóní
ná… - By Doug Gonzalezonly I stood in the rain with wet skin. I could taste the dew though it had not yet found my lips. …
- By Zoey YazzieI come from ablazea female mountain boulders scorchedcradled—in—betweenbeat—strainedbeet—stained…
- By Hershman JohnLast Easter, I gave my mother-in-law a large, brown, simple ceramic
Navajo water pot, shiny with pine… - By Nicole GonzalezTranslated By Nicole GonzalezIn the morning the flower
petal wakes up,
the flower petal yawns and
stretches,
the flower petal goes…