By Andrea Cohen Andrea Cohen

Brutal to give
the prisoner a window—
a blue sky glimpse—

as if an afterlife
existed. Brutal
for you to parade

in a body
in the same
room where I dream you.

Source: Poetry (November 2011).


This poem originally appeared in the November 2011 issue of Poetry magazine

November 2011
 Andrea  Cohen


Andrea Cohen's poems and stories have appeared in the New Yorker, Poetry, the Threepenny Review, the Atlantic Monthly, the New Republic, Glimmer Train, the Hudson Review, and elsewhere. Her poetry collections include Furs Not Mine (2015), Kentucky Derby (2011), Long Division (2009), and The Cartographer's Vacation (1999). 

Cohen directs the Writers House at Merrimack College and the Blacksmith House Poetry Series in Cambridge, . . .

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