Articlepoetry-magazineHow Pantoums Can Tell Intergenerational StoriesBy River 瑩瑩 DandelionOn memory, oral history, and honoring elders.
Articlepoetry-magazineWriting Prompt: PantoumBy River 瑩瑩 DandelionOn translating oral history into poetry.
Poempoetry-magazinehow we survived: 爺爺’s pantoum (ii)By River 瑩瑩 Dandelionwe wore watermelon husks to hidelost cargo floating east to hong kongwater lilies & crickets our last…
Poempoetry-magazinehow we survived: 爺爺’s pantoum (i)By River 瑩瑩 Dandelionyou had to know the currents, & the sunstay shallow to keep warm in the waters.you had to believe you…
Poempoetry-magazineBeachBy Stanley Plumly The end, I think, will be a little like looking down as far as I can see to where the wind has kicked…
Poempoetry-magazineDiaryBy Stanley PlumlyThe euphemism is “infusion” when confusion is what happens, and depends on no time in particular especially…
Poempoetry-magazineCarolee Schneemann—Interior Scroll (1975)By Rochelle Hurt[all my exes agree i’m too sensitive. inside i’m keeping track of slights on one long receipt, a diaristic…
Poempoetry-magazineJenny Holzer—DYING SHOULD BE AS EASY AS FALLING OFF A LOG (1978)By Rochelle Hurt[as jumping from a plane. easier—a bridge. as tripping on a shoelace. as blinking your eyes. as breathing…
Poempoetry-magazineBharti Kher—Confess (2010)By Rochelle Hurt[if you marry your confession, you can live alone inside it. no priest behind the window. no wife or…
Poempoetry-magazineUntitled/無題By John Whalen-BridgeTranslated By Chun YuThe words of childrensplash in grandmother’s mindand ripple to now.孩子的話兒在祖母心中濺起蕩漾至今。
Poempoetry-magazineMango HeadBy Shara McCallumWhy yu always ask stupid question, ee?The man call mango head because him headshape like mango. What…
Poempoetry-magazineCherryBy Yi Li I love cherries. The fruit, juice, jam, blossoms, prints on a summer dress, in a black forest cake…
Poempoetry-magazineMalu Cycles/瑪璐循環By Maxine Hong KingstonTranslated By Chun YuI pay.In dream: Susie’s medical bill.For real: Moana bar tab.我付款。夢中:蘇西的醫療費。現實:莫阿娜酒吧賬。 Time I write …