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Maryfrances Wagner: Hands (a poem translated to ASL by Eric Epstein)

Of a thousand hands
I’d know my father’s,
long fingers shaped like oars

September 14, 2022 · 3 Comments

Terry Blackhawk: Chambered Nautilus, with Tinnitus and Linden

Call it a squint of sound,
tone on the edge of not existing at all

July 15, 2020 · 3 Comments

Jason Irwin: The Child and the Train

In the distance a train cries
like a whippoorwill,
and a child, in his bed,
sick with fever, wakens
from dreams of far off places.

December 26, 2019 · Leave a comment

Michael Simms: Going Deaf

Now is the time for drowsy tanagers. -– E.S. . First I lost the tick of snowflakes hitting glass. Then the sound of the cat’s tongue running over her fur. … Continue reading

November 16, 2016 · 57 Comments

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