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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.’
Yakisoba
Hiromi Itō
‘Who connects with the next woman / With tens and hundreds and thousands of women.’
New Hotel Krakow
Adam Zagajewski
‘Now someone else lives in that apartment, / strange people, the scent of a strange life.’
A poem by Adam Zagajewski.
All the Good Help
Togara Muzanenhamo
‘He will not understand her fascination / for rain, these summer months of water / that somehow keep the money coming in.’
Remembered Summer
Troy Jollimore
‘Our conversations faltered, the celestial musicians / took a break between sets, and all the little engines / we had so painstakingly gathered and constructed / lapsed into stillness for a few brief moments.’
On Jupiter Place
Nicholas Christopher
‘I didn’t know who she was anymore / maybe I never did or could –’
The Door Was Open and the House Was Dark
Seamus Heaney
‘I called his name, although I knew / The answer this time would be silence / That kept me standing listening while it grew.’
