Poetry Break

National Poetry Month 2024

  1. Substance Abuse Trial” by Jane Mead
  2. How to Not Be a Perfectionist” by Molly Brodak
  3. Tablets IV” by Dunya Mikhail
  4. Lullaby for the Immigration Ocelot” by Amalia Ortiz
  5. another plain truth” by Sabrina Benaim
  6. Danger: New Man” by Pat Mora
  7. Adjunct’s Pledge (a.k.a. Broken Treaty)” by Kamala Platt
  8. The Postmodern Llorona” by Gloria Anzaldúa
  9. & Nothing Happens” by Katana Smith
  10. when the drought ended” by César Leonardo de León
  11. When a Story is an Heirloom” by Priscilla Celina Suárez
  12. Strange Gospels” by Cynthia Cruz
  13. The Last Time that the World Ended” by PW Covington
  14. Border Crossings” by Natalie D-Napoleon
  15. What Sex Becomes” by Olivia Gatwood
  16. Three Little Words” by Rossy Evelin Lima
  17. All the Good Girls Go Missing” by Lauren Badillo Milicia
  18. On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous” by Ocean Vuong
  19. Excerpt from Citizen: An American Lyric by Claudia Rankine
  20. Ode to TERFs” by H. Melt
  21. Unrest in Baton Rouge” by Tracy K. Smith
  22. Awestruck [Verb]” by Andrea Gibson
  23. they lie when they say grief lightens with time” by ire’ne lara silva
  24. Refugee” by Ana M. Fores Tamayo
  25. 19.42” by Benjamín Naka-Hasebe Kingsley
  26. Love” by Assata Shakur
  27. Borderbus” by Juan Felipe Herrera
  28. For the two Utah congressmen who voted no because ‘there is a chance women will return to be hit a few more times in order to stay on welfare’” by Valarie Wallace
Poetry Break

“For the two Utah congressmen who voted No, because “there is a chance women will return to be hit a few more times in order to stay on welfare.” by Valerie Wallace

“For the two Utah congressmen who voted No, because “there is a chance women will return to be hit a few more times in order to stay on welfare.”

—October 1999
Ask the wife shot
& stabbed fourteen times
on her neighbor’s porch
the wife’s face
gone, on the courthouse
steps Ask the one dead in the courtroom
the one in her garage, against the garage wall
the one in her car, head split
in her children’s bedroom
ask her why she left,
if she’d go back
Before you tell her
she will return
ask if she can ever ever
ever get away

Wallace, Valerie. “For the Two Utah Congressmen Who Voted No, Because “There Is a Chance Women Will Return to Be Hit a Few More Times in Order to Stay on Welfare”.” Borderlands: Texas Poetry Review, no. 16, 2001, p. 100.

Poetry Break

from: “Borderbus” by Juan Felipe Herrera

from: "Borderbus"

No somos nada y venimos de la nada
pero esa nada lo es todo si la nutres de amor
por eso venceremos
We are nothing and we come from nothing
but that nothing is everything, if you feed it with love
that is why we will triumph

We are everything hermana
Because we come from everything

Herrera, Juan F. “Borderbus.” Poetry Foundation, www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/91751/borderbus. Accessed 2 April 2024.

Poetry Break

“$19.42” by Benjamín Naka-Hasebe Kingsley

"$19.42"

Japanese Interment photo:
Family outside Home
American flag in frame
NO JAPS WANTED
in red In red a mother’s elbow
stained against windowsill
Here this ink of my ancestry

for sale on Ebay.

Clark, Fred. “Poston, Arizona. Living Quarters of Evacuees of Japanese Ancestry at This War Relocation Authority . . .” Wikimedia Commons, 1 Jun. 1942, commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Poston,_Arizona._Living_quarters_of_evacuees_of_Japanese_ancestry_at_this_War_Relocation_Authority_._._._-_NARA_-_536152.jpg. Accessed 31 Mar. 2024.

Kingsley, Benjamín Naka-Hasebe. “$19.42.” Colonize Me. Saturnalia Books, 2019.

Poetry Break

from: “they lie when they say grief lightens with time” by ire’ne lara silva

from: "they lie when they say grief lightens with time"

i want no more of family my brother is all i need of
love and grief ceaselessly intertwining
all i need of hoping and bleeding
hours of peace and hours of war

my brother in grieving for our dead mother our living father
his heart heavy with roiling griefs
his arms scarred over with living hurts

he cannot relieve the weight of my grief
i cannot relieve the weight of his and so we live
inhaling grief exhaling grief

lara silva, ire’ne. “they lie when they say grief lightens with time.” furia. Mouthfeel Press, 2010, p. 42-43.