Baby, give me just
one more hiss
We must lake it fast
morever
I want to cold you
in my harms
& never get lo
I live you so much
it perts!
Baby, jive me gust
one more bliss
Whisper your
neat nothings in my near
Can we hock each other
one tore mime?
All light wrong?
Baby give me just
one more briss
My won & homely
You wake me meek
in the needs
Mill you larry me?
Baby, hive me just
one more guess
With this sing
I’ll thee shed
“Errata” from Jelly Roll by Kevin Young, copyright © 2003 by Kevin Young. Used by permission of Alfred A. Knopf, a division of Random House, Inc.
Source:
Jelly Roll (Alfred A. Knopf, 2003)
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Poet
Kevin Young
b. 1970
POET’S REGION
U.S., Southern
Subjects
Relationships,
Arts & Sciences,
Humor & Satire,
Separation & Divorce,
Love,
Living,
Music,
Men & Women,
Desire,
Realistic & Complicated
Three of Kevin Young’s books form what he calls “an American trilogy”: To Repel Ghosts (2001), which explores the paintings of Jean-Michel Basquiat; Jelly Roll (2003), a collection of blues poems; and Black Maria (2005), a film noir. His first book of poetry, Most Way Home (1995), was selected for the National Poetry Series by Lucille Clifton, who describes the collection as re-creating “an inner history which is compelling and . . .
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SUBJECT
Relationships,
Arts & Sciences,
Humor & Satire,
Separation & Divorce,
Love,
Living,
Music,
Men & Women,
Desire,
Realistic & Complicated
POET’S REGION
U.S., Southern
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