Rain
by Fayad Jamís: Fruits ripen in the rain / Horses neigh in the barnyard
by Fayad Jamís: Fruits ripen in the rain / Horses neigh in the barnyard
by Roberto Fernández Retamar: If a man and a woman happen down the streets that no one else notices,
For hours I am in my room, watching the closet. How will I react to her when she finally emerges? Will I chew my nails? Will I speak to her of Blake? She will tell me that she’s not interested in hell. I have been in the room for hours, whistling, watching the closet out …
by Eliseo Diego: My soul’s Red Riding Hood, the wolf / lurks in the shadows where no one expects him
by Roberto Fernández Retamar: Blessèd are the normal, those rare creatures
On the chair a favorite book a dirty shirt a glass full of noise and thirst or a beach where dolphins of smoke are meditating Its wood has rested my bones insubstantial air international politics love I’m sick of traveling In this room which the Queen of England has never visited in this room which …
Poetry International 6
“Woman Emerging From The Closet”
Poetry International 6
“The Girl In The Forest”
Poetry International 6
“A Man and A Woman”
“Blessèd Are the Normal”
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“A Man and A Woman”
“Blessèd Are the Normal”
Poetry International 20/21
“Rain”
Poetry International 20/21
“The Chair”