POEMS

THE TASTE OF LANGUAGE, MAPPED BY MANY COLORS – Marjorie Evasco: gathering broken shards, in memory of those who went ahead of us.

In the rooms of love, the landscape is not always seamless. It was known to be a fishing village when…

6 years ago

WRITE WORDS OF LOVE ON THE WATER – Xuan Quynh: like melting into a hundred small waves, writing poems.

Love’s wave does not find itself, until it reaches the sea. Traditional Handicraft Village? The itinerary will take you to…

6 years ago

A LOAF OF POETRY – Naoshi Koriyama / From opposite sides of the globe, nurturing a lifelong friendship.

Growing a shy, lonely person, being so far away from home. A native of the subtropical Amami Islands, between mainland…

6 years ago

WE ARE GOING – Oodgeroo Noonuccal / Let no one say the past is dead, the past is all about us and within.

Dreaming about totem, carpet snake and sense of injustice. Considered the first of the modern-day Aboriginal writers her first volume…

6 years ago

I SIT DOWN PEACEFULLY WITH MY BOOK – Edward James / When soon ideas you begin to see.

Medicate me, with a peaceful pile of letters. When his father died, he inherited a huge property in Sussex. The…

6 years ago

UNTIL ONLY INFINITY REMAINED OF BEAUTY – John Ashbery / Writing poems, in the increasingly convincing darkness.

When somewhere someone is traveling furiously toward you. Many of the works on display had never been exhibited before. Recently,…

6 years ago

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