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Why A Colored Girl Will Slice You If You Talk Wrong About Motown
Patricia Smith
‘Their newborn children grew / like streetlights. We grew like insurance payments. / We grew like resentment.’
6 March 1989
Salman Rushdie
‘Damn, brother. You saw what they did to my face? / Poked out my eyes. Knocked teeth out of place’.
Don’t Flinch
Adrienne Rich
‘Lichen-green lines of shingle pulsate and waver / when you lift your eyes. It’s the glare.’
Four Poems
Peter Robinson
‘I swelter in the dusk / and chase the flies, abstractedly, / until I half forget them.’
Face to Face
Tomas Tranströmer
ʻThe birds refused to fly and the soul / grated against the landscape.ʼ
Vinod Kumar Shukla: Two Poems
Vinod Kumar Shukla
‘The truth is, though no one says it, / They’re all worried about their children.’
Bird of Fire
Rowan Ricardo Phillips
‘No more, no longer the sweet difference / Between real and dream I knew.’
Supernovae
Ellen Rachlin
‘Theory cannot be tangible fact / like driving on I-95 to get to a lecture / on supernovae.’
