When I was half-
way between life
and death I woke
Poetry
INCARNATION
What did she know of birthing?
Despite dear Joseph’s steadfast love
she’d need to do this alone.
Poetry review: Lyric wonder, again and again
In this year’s poetry roundup, some of the poets whose collections we discuss are Catholic, some are not. But regardless of their religious commitments, wonder shows up in these poets’ work again and again.
Looking for Her
A crocus, impertinent in the March cold: and I’ve found her, winking.
“Americans detained when overheard speaking Spanish”
and I wonder out loud,¿Qué es esto?Since when did bilingualism become a crime?My bones tremble in Spanish, qué miedoand I stuffmy double r’s and my ñ’s in betweenmy cheeks.I hold them hostage.I’d rather them be detained than I. Pero I think of my daughterand I put my immigrant fears aside.I spit out my chewed-up Spanish […]
