The border is the blood clot in the river’s vein.
The border is a handshake that becomes a squeezing contest.
-Alberto Ríos
from “The Border: A Double Sonnet” (2015)
#everynightapoem
The border is the blood clot in the river’s vein.
The border is a handshake that becomes a squeezing contest.
-Alberto Ríos
from “The Border: A Double Sonnet” (2015)
#everynightapoem
almost all
elephant.
Almost none
of it isn’t.
Pretty much
solid elephant.
So there’s no
room to talk
about it.
-Kay Ryan, “The Elephant in the Room”
#everynightapoem
almost all
elephant.
Almost none
of it isn’t.
Pretty much
solid elephant.
So there’s no
room to talk
about it.
-Kay Ryan, “The Elephant in the Room”
#everynightapoem
As have become a habit, I mark each #autumnequinox by sharing a small poem by Xin Qiji. I also start my translation cycle of Chinese and Japanese poems and prose that mark the twenty-four lunisolar micro-seasons. Translation notes blogged here:
#everynightapoem
As have become a habit, I mark each #autumnequinox by sharing a small poem by Xin Qiji. I also start my translation cycle of Chinese and Japanese poems and prose that mark the twenty-four lunisolar micro-seasons. Translation notes blogged here:
#everynightapoem
Uncanny to feel as if we are in direr straits on campuses today.
Uncanny to feel as if we are in direr straits on campuses today.
Sigh.
Sigh.
Then they asked if I had anything with a rainbow on it and I started laughing at them before overwhelming them with options.
Then they asked if I had anything with a rainbow on it and I started laughing at them before overwhelming them with options.
Trying learn something for work and the only options available to me are videos (42min + 55min).
Trying learn something for work and the only options available to me are videos (42min + 55min).
A poem. A parade. A community. A school. A vow. A moral principle. One peaceful moment.”
-Maxine Hong Kingston
(from the book she wrote from scratch after her home burnt down and she lost all her drafts in the Oakland forest fires of 1991)
A poem. A parade. A community. A school. A vow. A moral principle. One peaceful moment.”
-Maxine Hong Kingston
(from the book she wrote from scratch after her home burnt down and she lost all her drafts in the Oakland forest fires of 1991)
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