by Dante Di Stefano
In Kentucky, these guys are building an ark
exactly as God instructed Noah
and a few years ago there were these two
brothers in Burma who were ten years old,
leading this guerilla group, God’s Army;
supposedly bullets couldn’t harm them
and they commanded thousands of soldiers
invisible to the eye, but no less
deadly. Anyway, these are the stories Continue reading
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by Marguerite Bouvard
Ana, I have learned to see
the mountain rising behind
you bearing the scars
of your ruined city, Havana, the sun-struck
panes of your grandmother’s window,
staining her hair with their reds Continue reading
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by Maureen Alsop
A low moan in the ironwood
rose a year before she would touch
the stubble of his face to wipe
a fleck of salt off his chin.
Saturday, five days after
his accident. A rattle of heat
from the fan all afternoon. No one
speaking. In the low pasture, cows Continue reading
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by Rebecca T. Añonuevo
Translated from Filipino by J.A. Del Prado
(see original here)
What can be awakened with what is unsaid?
Once again, I nearly become restless
thinking that even the purest
offering of love
leads to nowhere
in this world.
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by Rebecca T. Añonuevo
May napupukaw ba ang hindi sinasabi?
Muntik ko na namang ikaligalig
na wala nga yatang pinatutunguhan
kahit ang pinakalantay
na pag-aalay ng pag-ibig
sa ganitong mundo. Continue reading
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