Commitment Otra Vez
By Carmen CalatayudSome generations ago,
you were a Zapatista
inside your great-grandmother's
Calling poets to a greater role in public life and fostering a national network of socially engaged poets.
 
											
											
																					
										By Carmen CalatayudSome generations ago,
you were a Zapatista
inside your great-grandmother's
 
											
											
																					
										By Stephen ZeranceMy father hands me gifts he bought Christmas Eve:
an extra-large broadcloth and thirty-four waist khakis.
I dress different from the boys at school. My shirts fall
 
											
											
																					
										By Merna HechtThis morning I am remembering you, how as honored guest
you talked with my students who had recently arrived in America
from refugee camps where borders are stacked with blood and bullets.
 
											
											
																					
										By Tim SeiblesPicture a city
and the survivors: from their
windows, some scream.
 
											
											
																					
										By Jonathan B. Tuckerpardon our appearance
as we grow to better serve you
says the sign on the fence
 
											
											
																					
										By Kamilah Aisha MoonHuge dashes in the sand, two or three
times a year they swim like words
in a sentence toward the period
 
											
											
																					
										By María Luisa ArroyoMami called us away from the roach trap line
where novice factory workers, fresh from the island,
and I, fresh from Germany, poked
 
											
											
																					
										By Solmaz SharifYour knives tip down
in the dish rack
of the replica plantation home
 
											
											
																					
										By Zein El-AmineSit in their circle.
Don't let your eyes linger
on any object in the room.
 
											
											
																					
										By Cathy Linh CheI see my mother at thirteen
in a village so small,
it's never given a name.