By Xiao Yue Shan
1
listen carefully—there is land or there is water,
and a time where
you may mistake one for another.
there…
listen carefully—there is land or there is water,
and a time where
you may mistake one for another.
there…
Explore Poems: Grief
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- By Karl KnightsYou left a note.
‘Please don’t judge me
too harshly.’ I read it
at your memorial.
I hate that my voice
didn… - By Karl KnightsIt’s Boxing Day and I’m nearly ten and a half.
I got the camouflaged Action Man for Christmas.
I told … - By Ada LimónOn my way to the fertility clinic,
I pass five dead animals.
First a raccoon with all four paws… - By Li-Young LeeWhen the big clock at the train station stopped,
the leaves kept falling,
the trains kept running,
my mother… - By Felicia Dorothea HemansSee’st thou yon gray gleaming hall,
Where the deep elm-shadows fall?
Voices that have left the earth
… - By Solmaz SharifStudies suggest How may I help you officer? is the single most disarming thing to say and not What's…
- By Jericho BrownAster. Nasturtium. Delphinium. We thought
Fingers in dirt meant it was our dirt, learning
Names in heat… - By Joan Kwon GlassFor three days, yellow haze has enveloped
the coast, bathing this city in unease,
coating our narrowing… - By Christian J. CollierI used to think
there was only one of You
before the miscarriage.
Now, I am not so sure.
Maybe there are… - By Christian J. CollierWe were ravaged by our loss, our child.
In the shower, slightly past midnight,
after I’d covered the … - By Karisma PriceThe Realization of a Negro's Ambition requires melatonin & the soft dying body of a monkey face orchid.
The brilliant strangeness of watching everyone not you grow comfortable with themselves.
Trying to rehabilitate one or multiple racists.
Learning death does not fear you.
I... - By Corey Van Landinghamwas, according to Virgil, always a fickle, unstable thing. Woman. Wyf. Merger of wife and man. To indicate: not-girl. Not-yet-claimed, not-yet weeping. And aren’t they often weeping? The mother, tearing her hair out, running toward the battle lines, filling heaven...
- By Camonghne FelixWhat else could I say except I agree with you really am bulldozed
with grief
my strength a whistle in… - By Kinsale DrakeBecause my mama lost her daddy when she was too young
And she didn’t know how to hold her grief so she let it break
Like waves against the inside of her skin until it was all worn
Down trying to hold her... - By K. IverYou’ve never seen a lilac in Mississippi.
Backstage you wear lotion laced with
its chemical imitation. A ballet mistress
says relevé always as command: lift
onto the toe using only the heel.
Your ankle’s bewilderment
old as the horned owl gaze from
your mother hunched in the... - By Sarah RuhlDeath no wild thing
and you a boy,
Max.
One night in your room
(or body)
a forest grew
and the walls
(or cells) became
transparent
because brightness
invites
transparency, I guess.
Then a little boat
to hospital smells.
Doctors called
the forest cancer,
not obscuring leaves.
And you a boy.
You say:
“Why can’t people use the word
courage
instead... - By K. IverAt my beloved’s burial,
I can’t see his body.
Only carnations. I hear
your name and my beloved’s
in the … - By Georg TraklFull of harmonies is the flight of birds. The green woods
Have closed about the stiller huts at evening;
The crystal meadows of the stag.
Darkness soothes the plashing of the brook, the moist shadows
And the flowers of summer, ringing lovely in the... - By Walela NehandaCrip (noun): slang for a disabled person/the whole of
the disabled community/
a school of thought
Example: “I’m on crip time”
Meaning: Time bends differently when the universe that is
my body dictates it
Crip (noun): a Black gang that originated in...