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motorsport x poems 5/? zhou guanyu x arthur sze, "the chance" x / x / x / x / x / x / x / x
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llovelymoonn · 1 year
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favourite poems of may
david baker whale fall
gary fincke the girl who breathes through a hole in her neck
gerald stern loneliness
mary oliver music lesson
chen jun in the kitchen (tr. ming di)
arthur sze pe’ahi light
jennifer elise foerster leaving tulsa: “leaving tulsa”
caconrad lonely deep affection
tishani doshi girls are coming out of the woods: “how to be happy in 101 days”
joshua corey mrs. god
kamau brathwaite born to slow horses: “bread”
jennifer kwon dobbs paper pavilion: “digital archive”
kimberly nguyen pregnant pauses
lucille clifton the book of light: “brothers”
pippa little the summer i lived as a wolf
natasha sajé alive
marjorie meeker colour of water
rae armantrout veil: new and selected poems: “dusk”
yi sang au magasin de nouveautes (tr. sawako nakayasu)
tracy k. smith wade in the water: “dusk”
billy collins the breather
leah umansky unleashed
javier zamora how i learned to walk
jacob trapp portrait
satoru sato susuki and dragonflies
jinhao xie moonlight
maya emilia another bomb set off in
eleanor ross tayler captive voices: “against the kitchen wall”
giovanna lomanto i’ll pray for you when you leave
mary oliver in the blackwater woods
natalie diaz when my brother was an aztec: “abecedarian requiring further examination of anglikan seraphym subjugation of a wild indian rezervation”
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lilllium · 1 year
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— Arthur Sze, from Pe’ahi Light
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thesefevereddays · 1 year
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Midsummer
By Arthur Sze
Tiger swallowtails hover over Russian sage—
I smell eucalyptus where there is no
eucalyptus and locate summer in rain.
Like bats emerging out of a cave at dusk,
a thread of grief unfurls in the sky.
Neither you nor I can stop the planting
of mines in a field or the next detonation.
I unclog a drip line along a fence;
in May, lilacs arced over the road in a cascade
of purple blossoms. Now, stilled in a minute
of darkness, I listen to bamboo leaves
unfurl above into sunshine. Untangling
a necklace composed of interlocking
gold chains, then lifting it, I trace
joy, fear, bewilderment, bliss, a this
resplendent in my fingertips. I slip inside
a strawberry runner that extends root, leaf,
then stand in morning starlight and inhabit a song.
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beingharsh · 1 year
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"Water Calligraphy" by Arthur Sze, Sight Lines
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paddy-garcia-70 · 2 months
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noleavestoblow · 2 months
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Perhaps
Perhaps you have wept and wept, and can weep no more. Perhaps. Perhaps you ought to sleep a bit; then don’t let the nighthawk cough, the frogs croak, or the bats fly.
Don’t let the sunlight open the curtain onto your eyes. Don’t let a cool breeze brush your eyebrows. Ah, no one will be able to startle you awake: I will open an umbrella of dark pines to shelter your sleep.
Perhaps you hear earthworms digging in the mud, or listen to the root hairs of small grasses sucking up water. Perhaps this music you are listening to is lovelier than the swearing and cursing noises of men.
Then close your eyelids, and shut them tight. I will let you sleep; I will let you sleep. I will cover you lightly, lightly with yellow earth. I will slowly, slowly let the ashes of paper money fly.
-Wen Yiduo (transl. by Arthur Sze)
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abellinthecupboard · 9 months
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Impromptu for Arthur Sze
Dragonflies inscribe invisible hieroglyphics on the pink-and-purple dusklight parchment of sky; behind them, miles away, hundreds of feet higher, a helicopter blinks one red light, bears down on some distant troubled sector. I have finished my three-fennel tea; I have read some very fine lines. I think of palm tree sap spattered against my windowpane in pale indecipherable patterns; I think of the blood spatter patterns interpreted to convict a man of killings he did not commit. Always I live torn between believing the final digit of pi might yet unlock an encrypted cosmic code and believing the Jesus-faces found in bruises are mere pareidolia, precious imputations. A squirrel bounds from a palm frond, all bustle, chitter, bottlebrush tail; untraceable night birds swiftly revise the sky; later, I will use mineral spirits to remove the sap mapping nothing on my panes; elsewhere, a helicopter lands and, amid the man-made gusts of its rotating blades, someone important steps out in a black suit and—self-reflexively, unselfconsciously—smooths down the wind- rucked thighs of his thousand—dollar slacks.
— Stephen Kampa, featured in Sixth Finch Summer 2023 issue (source)
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whifferdills · 6 months
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girl the what
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breha · 1 year
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1 "of light" by agha shahid ali // 2 "clear night" by charles wright // 3 "de profundis clamavi" by charles baudelaire trans. george dillon // 4 "trojan" by jericho brown // 5 "the sun, mad envious, just wants the moon" by patricia smith // 6 "i understand this light to be my home" by mai der vang // 7 "midnight flame" by arthur sze
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llovelymoonn · 7 months
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favourite poems of october
alfred starr a dark dreambox of another kind: the poems of alfred starr: "didn't you ever search for another star?
stephen spender new collected poems: "auden's funeral"
marianne boruch keats is coughing
noa micaela fields zoeglossia: poem of the week, may 17, 2021: "echolalia"
kevin young diptych
richard siken real estate
crisosto apache kúghą/home
mikko harvey for m
nathan hoks nests in air: "the barbed wire nest"
john a. holmes noon waking
crisosto apache 37 common characterisi(x)s of a displaced indian with a learning disability
oliver de la paz requiem for the orchard: "at the time of my birth"
zhang xun jiangnan song (tr. bijaan noormohamed)
paul violi fracas: "extenuating circumstances"
tianru wang after "yellow crane tower"
lloyd schwartz cairo traffic: "nostalgia (the lake at night)"
kamiko han the narrow road to the interior: "the orient"
rigoberto gonzalez unpeopled eden: "unpeopled eden"
adelaide crapsey verse: "to the dead in the graveyard underneath my window"
chester kallman night music
alan shapiro covenant: "covenant"
tom clark light and shade: new and selected poems: "radio"
tc tolbert my melissa,
charlie smith in praise of regret
carolyn kizer cool, calm, and collected: poems 1960-2000: "fanny"
julie sheehan orient point: "hate poem"
arthur sze the redshifting web: poems 1970-1998: "streamers"
joumana altallal everything here...in the voice of tara fares
abid b al-abras last simile
w.s. merwin to lingering regrets
george scarbrough music
shout me a coffee
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motocorsas · 6 months
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shooting star, shooting star, shooting star.
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the-greatest-fool · 4 days
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Oh fuck, it’s almost June. Okay, here’s a quick and dirty Asian American literature sweep I recommend for AAPI month. Note this is not meant to cover all of AAPI—obviously, because they’re different ethnic groups and it barely even makes sense to combine the categories to begin with—but instead blast out some of the most famous works that, IMO, should already be household names outside of AsAm lit/studies. I also, just based off my own interests, included works that look at the interplay between race and gender and sexuality.
I included “trending” writers, but I also wanted to redirect some attention to work and writings that have been in this field for literally decades. This is off the top of my head and written on my phone, plus I doubt anyone will read this. I may return to this in the future.
Essayists & Memoirs:
Eric Liu, Notes of a Native Speaker
Maxine Hong Kingston, The Woman Warrior
Alexander Chee, How to Write an Autobiographical Novel
Cathy Park Hong, Minor Feelings
Jia Tolentino, Trick Mirror
Jay Caspian Kang, The Loneliest Americans
Hua Hsu, Stay True
Playwrights:
David Henry Hwang: Chinglish, Yellow Face, M. Butterfly
Novelists/Authors:
Louis Chu, Eat a Bowl of Tea
Amy Tan, Joy Luck Club
Gene Luen Yang, American Born Chinese
Viet Thanh Nguyen, The Sympathizer
Charles Yu, Interior Chinatown
Elaine Hsieh Chou, Disorientation
Ling Ma, Severance
RF Kuang, Yellow Face
Poets:
Theresa Hak Kyung Chu
Arthur Sze
Justin Chin
Timothy Liu
Cathy Park Huang
Ocean Vuong
Other:
David L. Eng, Racial Castration
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cacchieressa · 2 months
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Pyrocumulus by Arthur Sze
Peony shoots rise out of the earth;
at five a.m., walking up the ridge,
I mark how, in April, Orion's left arm
was an apex in the sky, and, by May,
only Venus flickered above the ridge
against the blue edge of sunrise.
In daylight, a pear tree explodes
with white blossoms—no black-
footed ferret slips across my path,
no boreal owl stirs on a branch.
At three a.m., dogs seethed and howled
when a black bear snagged a shriveled
apple off a branch; and, waking out
of a black pool, I glimpsed how
fire creates its own weather
in rising pyrocumulus. Reaching
the ditch, I drop the gate: it's time
for the downhill pipes to fill,
time for bamboo at the house
to suck up water, time to see sunlight
flare between leaves before
the scorching edge of afternoon.
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24 in 2024
I meant to do this in January, but life keeps marching on despite my efforts. I stole this from @aliteraryprincess because it just looks fun!! This is 24 books I want to read in 2024 (not including ones I've already read or am currently reading.) These are in no particular order.
Bronze Drum, Phong Nguyen (fiction) (already own, just unread)
Lady Chatterley's Lover, D.H. Lawrence (classic)
Edward IV: A Source Book, Keith Dockray (nonfiction) (already own, just unread)
Lavinia, Ursula K. Le Guin (fiction) (already own, just unread)
Under the Skin: The Hidden Toll of Racism on American Lives and on the Health of Our Nation, Linda Villarosa (nonfiction)
Modern Paganism in World Cultures: Comparative Perspectives, Michael Strmiska (nonfiction) (already own, just unread)
She Would Be King, Wayétu Moore (fiction) (already own, just unread)
The Peacekeeper, B.L. Blanchard (fiction) (already own, just unread)
Tress of the Emerald Sea, Brandon Sanderson (fiction)
Medieval York, D.M. Palliser (nonfiction)
She Had Some Horses, Joy Harjo (poetry) (already own, just unread)
The Mysteries of Udolpho, Ann Radcliffe (classic) (already own, just unread)
Object Lessons: The Life of the Woman and the Poet in Our Time, Eavan Boland (essays?) (already own, just unread)
Noblewomen, Aristocracy and Power in the Twelfth-Century Anglo-Norman Realm, Susan M. Johns (nonfiction) (already own, just unread)
Hood Feminism: Notes from the Women That a Movement Forgot, Mikki Kendall (nonfiction)
Katherine Parr: Complete Works and Correspondence, Katherine Parr (essays/letters) (already own, just unread)
Daughter of the Moon Goddess, Sue Lynn Tan (fiction) (already own, just unread)
Blood and Roses: One Family's Struggle and Triumph During the Tumultous Wars of the Roses, Helen Castor (nonfiction) (already own, just unread)
If I Were Another: Poems, Mahmoud Darwish (poetry)
Always Italicise: How to Write While Colonised, Alice Te Punga Somerville (poetry)
Black Swim, Nicholas Goodly (poetry)
Sight Lines, Arthur Sze (poetry)
Real Queer America: LGBT Stories From Red States, Samantha Allen (nonfiction) (already own, just unread)
Within the Fairy Castle: Colleen Moore's Doll House, Terry Ann R. Neff (idk how to label this, this is my last pick just for fun) (already own, just unread)
If you want to do this, steal it from me and tag me!
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