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Marie-Andrée Gill (translated from the French by Kristen Renee Miller)
if you are looking for me, I am home
or somewhere on Nitassinan;
all my doors and windows are open.
I’m heating the outdoors.
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Book*hug Press
Feature Date
- May 28, 2023
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Sasha taqʷšəblu LaPointe
for me to be a real
Indian
like the ones in the movies
I was going to need
to buy a pony...
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Milkweed Editions
Feature Date
- May 27, 2023
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Michael Farrell
He lived before there was an air index
He chopped up Latin like a pickled vegetable
When he walked under a bird they stopped singing
like a light...
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Giramondo Publishing
Feature Date
- May 26, 2023
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Hussain Ahmed
We folded the grief in our pockets. The news got to his mama
before we got home. I still expect an angel to knock on our door,
before the pain slips away, before we decide who wears his clothes.
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Black Ocean
Feature Date
- May 25, 2023
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Olena Kalytiak Davis
Look, our little tree has taken root,
presents its fruit: thirty-six or -seven
ombré ways to cherry. Alone (and mute)
in the garden I garden, alone in...
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Copper Canyon Press
Feature Date
- May 24, 2023
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Hajjar Baban
There, someone watched
me repeat our word
for father, so at night, walking
home, I wouldn't forget
the sound.
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Guernica
Feature Date
- May 23, 2023
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Isabel Zapata (translated from the Spanish by Robin Myers)
A
Archipelago: of Columbus; Galapagos Islands: five main islands, three smaller ones, and 107 islets scattered across the Pacific Ocean, 605 miles to the east of mainland Ecuador.
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Almadía
Feature Date
- May 22, 2023
Series
- Translation, What Sparks Poetry
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Homero Aridjis (translated from the Spanish by George McWhirter)
because there's no need of a shadow
and then you might see countryside not as countryside
but a fistful of air
if only you could cast the horse far behind you
and ride on, on yourself
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New Directions
Feature Date
- May 21, 2023
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- Translation
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Max Jacob (translated from the French by Alexander Dickow)
The wild boar that left the trees
Has thrown his golden tusks and his fury
Tomorrow the nasturtiums will have withered
And I will see, Lord, how you are murdered.
The northern air has scarred over the wounds.
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Wakefield Press
Feature Date
- May 20, 2023
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- Translation
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Ina Cariño
she still shakes her head at me says bobo why are you so stupid
says I was lucky to be so close to one who smells of milk
but when milk turns sour ferments blooms fetid under the nose
the only thing to do is pour it down the drain
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Alice James Book
Feature Date
- May 19, 2023
