MORI CREECH
“I struck the match. My child watched dead leaves burn”
Petrarchan
AMIT MAJMUDAR
“Solitudes crowded past at every floor / And filled the lift beginning at the back.”
HANNAH FAITH NOTESS
“Moved up the river to a ghostless house. / Hung out the Monday washing in the breeze.”
ALLISON JOSEPH
“If waves could wash away my sins in life— / all errors, indiscretions, and the blight / of caustic words”
TONY BARNESTONE
“A man swings through the open doors on crutches, / his long arms thick with muscle like the Christ”
X. J. KENNEDY
“With thoughtful steps she made sure that no friend / Would catch the drift of what she planned to do”
SOR JUANA INES DE LA CRUZ
Translation by Rhina P. Espaillat
“Fantasy builds a cell you cannot cheat.”
