The Visitor by Carolyn Forché : The Poetry Foundation
The Visitor by Carolyn Forché : The Poetry Foundation.
The Visitor by Carolyn Forché : The Poetry Foundation.
The rhythm of the road The rhythm of the road Distance-Time Distance-Time Distance-Time …
I The desert is painted ocher, turquoise and white in the right kind of light. II In the desert …
The moon is setting hard and cold, turning sand to chalk and sea to milk. Under the palms, blue fronds …
1 In the early moonrise a few etched peaks stand out against the backdrop of the days final shrug …
They are gone, your friends too. Now on this coldest of nights you will turn in your sleep, dream back …
A stranger has been following me. I see him every morning standing at the back of the bus. He waits …
The chosen few can pass this night of gales floating in the intimacy of friends and fine ideas. While we …
Our memories, once so sharp and short, now litter the landscape with the bones of our hopes. It is …