Her collection Ivory Black (Negro marfil), translated from the Spanish by Jen Hofer, received the Harold Morton Landon Award from the Academy of American Poets in 2012... More >
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Not to speak
To see and to translate into moans It's not pain
To moan from birth
Only the eye and the conquering of a tongue
(that you wanted to say that for the slit?)
To return toward hearing (to touch oneself) via the
heart is heard slowly
Is guarded like a black poem as if it were an eye
who might rain