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Bhion Achimba
and he said: in the war desire is
a bird face-to-face with glass
and she said: i'm hungry for a home
and he said: even bones thirst
journal
The Paris Review
Feature Date
- August 9, 2022
Series
Selected By
Mihaela Moscaliuc
Why not swill fine cellar wine directly from the bottle
why not waltz while mother cooks onions in the rain
so they won’t pollute the inside with their crass smell
book
University of Pittsburgh Press
Feature Date
- August 8, 2022
Series
- What Sparks Poetry
Selected By
Megan Kim
hand-me-down nation
fitted like a crumpled fortune
into our ungovernable forms.
journal
Tinderbox Poetry Journal
Feature Date
- August 7, 2022
Series
Selected By
Laynie Browne
1. I stayed up later than my body
2. Determined and strange
3. Am I less cynical unbroken...
book
Wave Books
Feature Date
- August 6, 2022
Series
Selected By
book
Ugly Duckling Presse
Feature Date
- August 5, 2022
Series
Selected By
Jim Moore
All modesty is false modesty
when it comes to poems,
or to the silence
in which poems begin
book
Graywolf
Feature Date
- August 4, 2022
Series
Selected By
Matthew Dickman
And my father was right,
his son was dead
and gone and that
was the beginning and
the end of any story
I might ever tell
about love.
book
W. W. Norton & Company
Feature Date
- August 3, 2022
Series
Selected By
Ian U Lockaby
they embroidered a fine lace—
red: to give impression that the blood
of dapper enemies lines their bellies and lungs
journal
Tilted House Review
Feature Date
- August 2, 2022
Series
Selected By
Susana Thénon (translated from the Spanish by Rebekah Smith)
almost holy
so almost holy is this thing
that it forcibly draws the attention
the almost absolute blindness of people
book
Ugly Duckling Presse
Feature Date
- August 1, 2022
Series
- Translation, What Sparks Poetry
Selected By
Leah Naomi Green
that color is not color. The red flower,
she tells me, absorbs all light...
journal
Virginia Quarterly Review
Feature Date
- July 31, 2022
