“The Magic of Apricot,” by Fady Joudah
The magic of apricot may well keep us alive
a little while longer than unnecessary
Category Archives: Poetry
“Recordable,” by Nkosi Nkululeko
I was admitted into a hospital only for
the death of a tooth. There are negatives
of graveyards, albums of black rivers.
“Our Father,” by Peter Blickle
The word you hear in this land
is bless—short and sharp
and significant, a sword blade
reflecting the sun.
“Constant Spring,” by Lorna Goodison
Here you are still doing the island’s housekeeping,
Scour and rinse out the mouth of a river
bind weeds and refuse clogged.
“The Day Has Come When My Mother,” by Cathy Song
The day has come when my mother
no longer knows me.
It comes on a day of dying
paperwhites, crumpled
like words torn from a typewriter.