I have two new poems in Virginia Quarterly Review’s Winter issue. Wagging my tail. These poems have meant a lot to me across the distances I carry and the loss they demand. Gratitude to the editors, and to you if you pause to read, share, feel.
Ok but why was I yesterday years old when I found out that Etel Adnan wrote her own Letter to a Young Poet?? Read this last night & ngl kinda life changing??
On Wednesday I have the pleasure of moderating a reading and conversation with @novelniche & @MyNrhindi for @MAPBangalore. 9 AM EST, 6:30 PM IST. More info through the link below 🌹
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Humbled to share a new poem published in the summer issue of @IndianaReview . Beaming this one out to all my genderful kin, our endless fields.
Gratitude to the editors, and to @djrealboy_ for seeing and choosing this poem. Gratitude to you if you stop to read, share, feel.
“We came into this world / but were not of it: — of the refuse / but not the refined, the ritual of wormwood / but not waste. Here’s to the rot / in us, which would otherwise be abundance, / if we could be otherwise, / which would otherwise be alive if we could / otherwise be.”
New poem, who dis? 📞 This poem was originally commissioned by LACMA for Kehinde Wiley’s Obama portrait and I’m happy it has found its home in the @IndianaReview#TheBlackOutside
THE POETS ARE FINALLY THE ONLY PEOPLE WHO KNOW THE TRUTH ABOUT US TRUST ME BRO SOLDIERS DON'T STATESMEN DON'T PRIESTS DON'T UNION LEADERS DON'T ONLY THE POETS SOMETHING AWFUL IS HAPPENING TO A CIVILIZATION WHEN IT CEASES TO BELIEVE IN THE REPORT THAT ONLY POETS CAN MAKE YOU KNOW
“Skin had hope, that's what skin does. / Heals over the scarred place, makes a road. / Love means you breathe in two countries.”
—Naomi Shihab Nye
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