Tag: poetry

May Morning

Smudged mascara and the curling of coffee steam. Small yawns and the shuffling of boots. Tangled hair plaited by the same girl from first-year,...

Sunday

That Sunday could arrive first-class, Wrapped in tissue and stickers with minimalist logo. Sent anonymously (from a fan?). It will be a crisp, sunblushed Sunday. The first in...

Peacocks

Their grounds abut a large colonial on Staten Island: Five or six of them Swaggering along verdant lawns, Brick walkways, man-made ponds – Such bravado. What pretty boys! Pets...

‘I don’t like the idea of hope’: An interview with Iya Kiva

Iya Kiva is an award-winning Ukrainian poet, originally from Donetsk. Since 2014, when war first came to her region, she has lived in displacement.

The day she died

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Death’s Lament

Please, I have done what you asked. I burned it all for her. I wrench the parchment from my pocket, fingers shaking, chest convulsing, screams eviscerating my...

Magnolias

Slender boughs tremulous under the weight of tight-lipped buds, pink like dawn’s blushing glow, she peeps from the garden, standing tiptoe, feels the sun’s caress. Like the...

A Spell For Students

Reading unfinished? Essay half written? Lectures not attended? Then this is the spell you need, guaranteed to make you succeed at your degree* Under the...

Dear Reader,

It has been so long since last I felt your fingertips tracing my pages, cascading shivers across my spine. I have missed your smile, and the way your...

Fresh-water

I am no longer a mother—I have surrendered my body to the surgeon’ssea shells and fish bones; and my sonto the teal press of...

Review: Sketches from a Curious Mind

In 1962, Edward Anthony wrote: “Writing a book of poetry is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the...

Hand over Heart

"So bite the heel that walked you home in the rain"

Copies

"I want them, long after I leave, to remain together."

Dindymene: A Dream

And on the seventh day, we found HER temple, feasted on HER sight. Enthroned. Flanked by mammoths on both sides. There, there! Berry-ringed fingers on berry-strung vines:...

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