a transcription of the poem read on the home page of this issue
by Matthew Shenoda
it is not enough to lament
to acquiesce to the bordered divisions of country
only once in a person’s life
can the sun become perfectly whole
imbedded at the nape
reminiscent of home
all other moments
are those of simple humanity
cacophonous tapestries
of sun & cloud, sea & river
for a wanderer to savor
for an artist to breathe
here in this scorching sun
a signal towards life
beyond a road sign
or a finely finished chair
beyond the temple of a windstorm
inside the gliding stone of remembrance
beyond a box of ivory or wood
despite cowry adornment
a lover stands bare in this desert
facing her lover
offering only the sweat
from the small of her back
Poem copyright 2016 by Matthew Shenoda. All rights reserved.

See more poems from Matthew Shenoda on The Fight & The Fiddle: “Refuge,” “Revelation: Africa: Diaspora,” and “Local.”
Read more in this issue: Interview | Critical Essay | Writing Prompt