Extremely Poor

Telling is a form of generosity, / Marías keeps repeating throughout his book // like a kind of tolling, and what I like about / the translation is the… More

Two Poems by Roberto Montes

This week in the PEN Poetry Series, PEN America features two poems by Roberto Montes.  The Estate Taxed I should have taken the amaranth soap From the rich prick's bathroom Should have mothered… More

Public Works

It was an election year. The switchboards flickered with stars in their / universe of calls. Of all places, a public park. The workers had begun / to dig,… More

Operation Haze

Yesterday I lost two lights / when I ripped the yellow ones / out / Now it’s just me / and a borrowed mile // I think the… More

Triumph

It is not the fire itself you smell in your wool coat. / The fire itself is no body, / no site for war. // The gall, the dread,… More

Dance

Turn your languid body / on the dark pond / for lack of wave or ripple, / as your whiteness fades / in the still water … More

Heel of My Hand

You are / to me / a big ‘how’ / (like no one / —they say— / asks a billionaire / why they made / 2 billion dollars /… More

from The Lake

An attempt was made. I told S that we are not / the sum total of our mistakes. I said it / as I believe I am the sum… More

conversations from empire

Now, I have always loved the sea. I save whom I can. A baby be damned without a mother. A mother be damned without her child. A man be… More