Tú nunca entenderás lo que te quiero
porque duermes en mí y estás dormido.
Yo te oculto llorando, perseguido
por una voz de penetrante acero.
Federico García Lorca
“Some / days, I lay in the morgue / of darkness”
— Taylor Byas (@TaylorByas3)
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This poem appeared in Poem-a-Day by the Academy of American Poets, 2025. Shared here with deep gratitude.
“How will you live now?”
— Bhanu Kapil
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This poem appeared in The Vertical Interrogation of Strangers by Bhanu Kapil, published by Kelsey Street Press, 2001. Shared here with deep gratitude.
Feels like a Paolo Sorrentino film
But it’s real
Novak Djokovic training in Rome, Italy 🇮🇹
On the most beautiful court in the world
surrounded by churches, obelisks, fountains
One of a kind