The Price of a Life
By Melanie GrahamShe appears again, 2-year-old riding her hip,
grief so great he can see through her birkha, past Qualaday,
into the kitchen, his mother nurturing chicken
in popping grease.
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Guidelines
By Lisa Suhair MajajIf they ask you what you are,
say Arab. If they flinch, don't react,
just remember your great-aunt's eyes.
After the Disaster: Fragments
By Andrea Carter BrownWe are not starving.
We are wearing
shoes on our feet.
Groundwork
By M.J. IuppaThe fence that wasn't a barrier, that didn't hold
anything back or up, but was the grid over the scene of
smoke rising, smoldering from September
Rewind
By Barbara CrookerOh, how we'd like to put this video in slow rewind,
go back to September 10th, refurl the chrysanthemum
of ash to a bud, pull the towers back up
University Kiss in a Time of War
By Melissa TuckeyTwo slight young women--
the smaller one
reaches for hands
Poets Against the War
By Susan BrennanWe stand at the Capitol
seized in snapshots
of curious tourists