By Frank X Walker
We held hands for the first time
on his deathbed, which would have been
insignificant had we at least …
on his deathbed, which would have been
insignificant had we at least …
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- By Frank X WalkerBoth of them were history, even before one
pulled the trigger, before I rocketed through
the smoking barrel… - By Larry LevisI had already decided that a thing could not be seen
For the thing it was, when I looked up & waved … - By Robert Wood LynnAnd when the end came it came silent but clear like bird prints on snow
and no one was surprised to… - By Sunnylyn ThibodeauxStorm comes like Gorgon slither
Gorgon wingspan
Sound is someplace else
like head under water someplace… - By Dāshaun WashingtonThe news said an unidentified man died today
in an accident involving several stray bullets,
fired … - By Frank X WalkerNobody slept. We just lay there stretched out
on the floor like we did when we were kids,
all lined up… - By Austin AllenEven weeks after you went, they came:
Frontgate, Fresh Finds, Hearthsong—the names blurring,
the smiling… - By Nay ThitBefore I was born, my mother says, there was another boy. My brother. One day, half-asleep during lunch…
- By Nate Marshallour vow—
if vowless by thirty
then us
was such
a stupid, childish way
to say love.
but love we were… - By Darius Simpsonbut i know better. i know poets like you don’t do no half-steppin. especially not on your way out. especially…
- By Elana BellOnce in a village that is burning
because a village is always somewhere burning And if you do not look… - By Roger RobinsonUnder the billowing heat of the white
tarpaulin church tent, my mother lowered
her worshipping hands and… - By Rajiv MohabirTranslated By Rajiv MohabirTo mourn an impossible life—
we have become objects of a King
we will never see.
All water has become black… - By Rajiv Mohabirएगो असंभव जीवन शोक करे खाितर—
हम लोगन कोई राजा के वस्तु बन गइली
जे राजा के हम कभी ना देखब।
सब पानी कारा… - By Ye ZhouTranslated By Wang PingPlease bring a light
Into the grotto cave, please don’t forget
To bring a handful of barley.
Please plant… - By Ye Zhou将一盏灯送进
石窟，也别忘了
带一把青稞。
将一棵菩提
栽上壁画，也别忘了
供一碗净水。
将一尊佛像请进
敦煌，一定别忘了
养一对羔羊。
菩萨不会走。
可万一走了，这些
就是我们疼痛的拌料。 - By Michael RobinsHere before the sun rises, I find it difficult to make the words, to lean
forward three years after your… - By Michael RobinsI dreamed you called without reason, picking up where we left the
water months ago. Origins without … - By Asha Futtermanmy hands are still my hands
like my grandfather’s hands
are his hands and they
are on the window
attached…