"'Late Air' reveals the poet musing on the nature of love as she sits on a Key West veranda late on a humid summer night, hearing the intermingled strains of recorded music wafting toward her from the wireless sets playing loudly through the open windows of her neighbors’ houses, as if 'from a magician’s midnight sleeve,' so that the singers on the radio sets surrounding her 'distribute all their love-songs / over the dew-wet lawns.'"
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What Sparks Poetry:
Cynthia Dewi Oka
on Aracelis Girmay’s “Arroz Poetica”"I first encountered this poem in my early twenties, when I had just started to consciously write poems. It was a very difficult time in my life—I was a young mother juggling several precarious jobs and still grieving the loss of my father and separation from my community as a result of my decision to raise my child on my own. I was living like a ghost." |
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