ARS POETICA Although I have dreamt of floating virginal and weightless, my blue gown ballooning on an updraft, orange fire rippling off my fingers, I am crouching naked, my pale breasts stretched slightly, brown nipples spilling into […]
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Wood ashes I growl in the back of my throat. There will always be ashes waiting to be carried out. Cold, burnt out, the opposite of harmful. Composition of ash: animal to vegetable to mineral soul. […]
Reprieve Back again in Brooklyn, where it’s hot.Coffee upstairs in McDonald’s withA.C., at eighty-sixth and twentieth.Music piped, that’s not unbearable.The subway, elevated here, in view,And people, people, people, everywhere.For this is home, Calcutta in the West… The NY Times: a […]
De Maiz… Everyone is igualdad Said the man of the wise mind And the old hands He told me We are getting lost This is the way to find ourselves You grab this maiz You use the coa of free […]
SAND PLAINS, 1848 When deer are mating: The clatter of antlers. Sound of the drum beating- Log house where the family lived. Planted maize, sunflowers, and squash. Plum-red forest berries, wild rice. To woo a yakon:kwe- A woman of the […]
My hands can still plough the fields. He was a teacher, my younger boy He taught me to write my name Suddenly for days he lay on the bed Malaria in the brain, they said We waited for a miracle […]
The armed settlers descend from their colonies on the hill tops on the Palestinian farmers of Sousia day in and day out, damaging their crops and orchards and denying them access to their own land and wells. Settlements Mansions […]
In Gaza breast milk for two years a well-spaced brother organic baby food furniture safety-checked growth carefully plotted then a well-chosen small school private lessons perhaps helmets even for sledding certainly for riding, figure skating enrichment in Gaza […]
[from my Iraq suite, “Howl to the Dying of the Moon”] * A lean desert wolf howls... A child is being carried to her grave her tiny mouth closed forever but do not weep - do not weep! just open […]
Apocalyptic Phone Call, 2002 On the phone, you told me you’d found Jesus, that you never really lost him, just strayed, made your way back, and I should read my gospels, all of them, Old Testament and New, familiarize myself […]
(Every few months, perhaps weeks, there is a major Coal mine accident in China. Environmental issues are not just climate change issues, but health and safety issues for the poor of China and elsewhere.) Rana Bose December 10, 2004 […]
Planta’s Plaint I had returned to Siderea my ancestral home spending my time hitching rides on stars, swimming in milky ways, zipping in and out of darkness and thoroughly enjoying myself from my vantage point I would drink in […]
THIS FAMISHED ROAD a child picks up a glass shard i know he hasn’t eaten in days shocked I tear after him just in time, before it reaches his mouth. I look down to see his empty as hell tummy bursting […]
Standing on the Edge 2006 Looking over the edge Out and beyond her small town The past lies behind her The future around The unknown before her With the road closing in The edge moving closer Yet it is where […]
Baba Moon My Moon God is Hidden There is no Light on your Face At a Distance Who are You at Night? Shiva Shines on Your Silent Face Mainly Ancient Darkness You will not see Your Children Tonight Moon God […]
