A Selection of Free-verse Poems

DuskBroken, bare, solitary, lost, an old treecrouches in the desert’s foreboding silence, its thousand-mile starefixed on the departure of a shade:and the moment the crow returns to its nest—worn-out, bearingsorrow to those… More

Conversation: Anthea Bell & Doris Orgel

April 7 Dear Anthea, much admired fellow translator,Given your vast output, I’ve fantasized that there must be at least a dozen of you, all busily working on many varied, often… More

Time of Sky

1.Blood always bloodAs blue is blueIncessant explosion of a thirst-ripened orange2.A kiss on the fountain that grows pigeon-like anywhere upon the trembling mirror that exposes itself3.The innocent windowFlung inwardsAnd… More

Revisiting the Racial Mountain

In “The Negro Artist and the Racial Mountain,” Langston Hughes’s famous essay of 1926, Hughes describes his disappointment with a statement made by “one of the most promising of the… More

Looking for Black Literature?

I first understood what people meant when they spoke of intangible white privilege when I realized that I read differently than other people. Literature had often asked me to… More

American Sublime

We want Brasil but Brasil won’t win. Aden waves a desultory green and yellow flag. From the East to the West to the West to the East we scatter and settle and… More

Grand Tour

In America I’m not really a private person. No, I’m a public person. And a public person cannot write. More