Carolyn Forché

(28 April, 1950 - / Detroit, Michigan)

Carolyn Forché Poems

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

Our life is a fire dampened, or a fire shut up in stone.
--Jacob Boehme, De Incarnatione Verbi

Outside everything visible and invisible a blazing maple.
Daybreak: a seam at the curve of the world. The trousered legs of the women
They held their arms in front of them like ghosts.

The coal bones of the house clinked in a kimono of smoke.

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