Carolyn Forché

(28 April, 1950 - / Detroit, Michigan)

Carolyn Forché Poems

1. Travel Papers -new- 5/20/2016
2. Ancapagari -new- 5/20/2016
3. Kalaloch -new- 5/20/2016
4. The Memory of Elena -new- 5/20/2016
5. Reunion -new- 5/20/2016
6. Selective Service -new- 5/20/2016
7. Skin Canoes -new- 5/20/2016
8. Taking Off My Clothes -new- 5/20/2016
9. The Visitor -new- 5/20/2016
10. Sequestered Writing 3/21/2012
11. The Ghost of Heaven 11/25/2015
12. Elegy 1/13/2003
13. The Morning Baking 1/13/2003
14. The Visitor 1/13/2003
15. The Garden Shukkei-En 1/13/2003
16. The Testimony Of Light 1/13/2003
17. Poem For Maya 1/13/2003
18. The Colonel 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Carolyn Forché

The Colonel

What you have heard is true. I was in his house.
His wife carried a tray of coffee and sugar. His
daughter filed her nails, his son went out for the
night. There were daily papers, pet dogs, a pistol
on the cushion beside him. The moon swung bare on
its black cord over the house. On the television
was a cop show. It was in English. Broken bottles
were embedded in the walls around the house to
scoop the kneecaps from a man's legs or cut his
hands to lace. On the windows there were gratings
like those in liquor stores. We had dinner, rack of
lamb, good...

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Poem For Maya

Dipping our bread in oil tins
we talked of morning peeling
open our rooms to a moment
of almonds, olives and wind
when we did not yet know what we were.
The days in Mallorca were alike:
footprints down goat-paths
from the beds we had left,
at night the stars locked to darkness.

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