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Two Poems
Tomaž Šalamun
‘Heads of saints fell off and / smashed the glassy cages. My voice smashed them.’
Two Poems
Eric Anderson
‘Wanting to get it all in, like / Xerxes tipping his army’s arrows / with saltpeter / so to ignite the Grecian sky.’
Handkerchief
Ghassan Zaqtan
‘Nothing’s left to say between us / everything went / into the train that hid its whistle.’
End of the Pier Show
Michael Hofmann
‘They were fascinated / by what they seemed to have contained.’
Station
Ishion Hutchinson
‘The train station was a cemetery. / Drunk with spirits, another being entered.’
I had wondered about the signs of burning
John Kinsella
‘None of it made sense. The house shows / no signs – the old core of the house as it is now – / of fire, of giving up the ghost.’
Two Poems
John Balaban
‘Her mother planted a garden in Manhattan. / In that garden is a tree. Some look on it and feel restored. / Others, when the wind lifts its leaves, want to scream.’
Terror
Kimiko Hahn
‘The lemon shark / who returns to the same mangrove-lined shallows / every year to give birth.’
