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Poetry 223/04 January 2024
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POEM
My Hair Burned Like Berenice
BY RUTH AWAD
Days of rain. The drey outside my window would keel
and the wind would plunder. My heart was valent
with possibility: I could be anyone now, half woman,
half asterism. Fragmental as a new year. Patron saint
of the rutilant and cindering. I could...
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POEM
Toast
BY D. A. POWELL
Said my illness
I’m tired of being
serious all the
time I don’t
like how you
treat me like
we haven’t shared
the same apartments
for eighteen years
long enough to be…
POEM
Anti-Pastoral for Twenty-Faced Pathogen
BY PAMILERIN JACOB
Neither milkweed
nor rose-apple
in Schenck’s Anguish,
only a murder
of crows sprouting
at the perimeter
of a mother’s
suffering. Nature is…
| Weight | 0.170000 |
|---|---|
| Binding | Magazine |
| Pages | 122 |
| Report Date | 2024/01/05 |
| Date Published | 5th January 2024 |
|---|---|
| ISBN13/Barcode | 9770032203014 |
| Publisher | Poetry Foundation |
POEM
My Hair Burned Like Berenice
BY RUTH AWAD
Days of rain. The drey outside my window would keel
and the wind would plunder. My heart was valent
with possibility: I could be anyone now, half woman,
half asterism. Fragmental as a new year. Patron saint
of the rutilant and cindering. I could...
Read More
POEM
Toast
BY D. A. POWELL
Said my illness
I’m tired of being
serious all the
time I don’t
like how you
treat me like
we haven’t shared
the same apartments
for eighteen years
long enough to be…
POEM
Anti-Pastoral for Twenty-Faced Pathogen
BY PAMILERIN JACOB
Neither milkweed
nor rose-apple
in Schenck’s Anguish,
only a murder
of crows sprouting
at the perimeter
of a mother’s
suffering. Nature is…