MICHAEL WARR
Two Poems
I hear them singing a new song.
They hear each other sing . . .
I hear them singing a new song.
They hear each other sing . . .
Stealthily, Death
caged my sight from behind
San Francisco-based poet Michael Warr and poet/translator Chun Yu co-founded Two Languages / One Community in 2015.
“To whom do we belong? Those whom we can see in photographs? Those we encounter in story? Or those we know in our blood?” –an essay by CMarie Fuhrman
“Such a world is one of interpenetrating energies—a large, looming but luminous consciousness, in which we ourselves might be but a half-articulate idea.” –Dan Beachy-Quick
What did the house sparrow witness
from asphalt level
“When I can bring identification from field guide to feeling guide and into another’s conscious as a fellow living being worthy of adoration, the work for that sentence or stanza or story is, for the moment, done.”
A series of poems by BIPOC poets that engage with birds, curated by Sean Hill.
All of which is no matter. No physical. That’s just the way he played.
they taught each other how
long they could dangle