By Alison C. Rollins
I am a product of my time. Time is a body that resembles a sound without a scale. Forever foreclosed...
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- By Alison C. RollinsI see you, peeping Tom, beside yourself with rage at what I done did, hands gone idle from deprivation...
- By Gabrielle Joy Lessansa muted longing for a being of elsewhere without a boundary or a body like a ball to throw me around...
- By Tishani DoshiI’ll keep this brief. I remember the shock of Mr. G’s tiger-striped trunks at the Madras Gymkhana Club...
- By Tishani DoshiThis far north the sun rises and sinks in the same spot. Insects announce the apocalypse and fog moves...
- By Marilyn NelsonLong fing- ers, how signals flow up them from tip and finger- print all the way up the arm and the ...
- By Marilyn NelsonOur love still young, our marriage new, Robert and I felt blackness as a second vow, a spiritual seal...
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- By Marilyn NelsonThe United Negro Improvement Association, he says, his little bloodshot eyes looking out of the dark...
- By Caroline BirdI surrender my weapons:Catapult Tears, Rain-Cloud Hat,Lip Zip, Brittle Coat, Taut Teethin guarded rows...
- By E. E. Cummingsin Just- spring when the world is mud- luscious the little lame balloonman whistles far and wee and ...
- By George Starbuck* O fury- bedecked! O glitter-torn! Let the wild wind erect bonbonbonanzas; junipers affect frostyfreeze...
- By Lorna Dee CervantesCherry plums suck a week’s soak, overnight they explode into the scenery of before your touch. The curtains...
- By Amit MajmudarEvery tripod-toting birderknows it nevernests on urbangirders. Even fences set itsscalded-crimsonhead...
- By Kamau BrathwaiteOut of this roar of innumerable demons hot cinema tarzan sweat rolling moth ball eyes yellow teeth cries...
- By James LasdunMy stylistcalls me darling,says Hi I’m Dee, and asks what I’d like today, smiling.My hair back, I tell...
- By Robert HerrickFame’s pillar here at last we set, Out-during marble, brass or jet; Charmed and enchanted so As to ...
- By Brook EmeryI seem to wake and sleep ambiguously, to see and misconceive, to feel on the brink of something that...
- By Dante Gabriel RossettiThe day is dark and the night To him that would search their heart; No lips of cloud that will part ...
- By Gerard Manley HopkinsMy aspens dear, whose airy cages quelled, Quelled or quenched in leaves the leaping sun, All felled,...
- By Jackson Mac Low5/3/83 (Ezra Pound) oZier’s cuRve he wAll, Phin hOut exUltant seeN impiDity, Exultance, aZ loR r- leAf...