Lyricality’s Online Journal
Fossil Hunting at John Lennon Airport, Liverpool by Jude Nutter
Some poems linger in your mind long after you’ve read them. Everyone has a favorite poem. If you haven’t found yours yet, remain with us; every Sunday, we’ll assist you in your search. Visit SML to read Tina Gross’s favorite poem Fossil Hunting at John Lennon Airport, Liverpool by Jude Nutter, which she is sharing with us as our guest editor. Perhaps it will be yours as well.
The Semi-Truck is Late to Wed the City by Halee Kirkwood
The fantasy and magical thinking of personification in Halee Kirkwood’s poem The Semi-Truck is Late to Wed the City will leave you surprised. You might never look at a semi as an object again!
From My Classroom Window at the Prison, before Students Arrive by Michael Torres
Reflection is important to everyone. It is an inner action that helps analyze our own existence. What better way to reflect than with today’s SML poem From My Classroom Window at the Prison, before Students Arrive by Michael Torres. Make yourself comfortable, grab a tea and reflect on this poem.
My Father’s Fledgling by Robyn Katona
We are all raised by someone who was or is something else other than a parent. Parents are not some kind of indestructible, all-knowing superman. They are individuals with real fears, worries and battles, as well as real hopes and dreams. Forgiving our parents is a core task of adulthood and one of the hardest kinds of forgiveness. As Robyn Katona suggests in her poem “My Father’s Fledgling”, forgive your father for being human, his wings are clipped.
Lifting a rose gold sun by Denise Hanh Huynh
Asian American women were already dealing with the brunt of racist attacks in the past year. Besides this, Asian women have a long history of suffering from harmful stereotypes that objectify and depict them as submissive, meek and hypersexualized, erasing their individuality. Eight individual women, with individual backgrounds and lives died on March 21, 2021 in Atlanta, GA and Denise Hanh Huynh memorializes them in her poem Lifting a rose gold sun.
Water from Motherland by Narate Keys
A river carves and shapes the landscape and also the people. Narrate Keys is carved by two rivers, the Tonle Sap River and the Mississippi River. Across the world, and closer to home, Narrate’s river’s are under threat due to climate change.
A Fractioned Man by Comrade Tripp
It’s not necessarily that Comrade Tripp wanted to stop being mixed race, but that he wanted being treated differently to go away. Each of our own experiences is incredibly unique, depending on who we are raised by, where we were raised, how we look. I think Comrade figured out another language, besides comedy, to express himself. That language is poetry, his mother’s language.
BREAK YOUR FACE by Saymoukda Duangphouxay Vongsay (Mooks)
Do you feel like traveling? Well, this Sunday Saymoukda Duangphouxay Vongsay will take you on a trip into glimpses of her country and culture in her poem BREAK YOUR FACE. I wish I could pick that dragon fruit at the end of her poem.
She Tilts the Axis of Herstory by Pacyinz Lyfoung
The Hmong have been marginalized, oppressed, and silenced throughout history. Sunisa “Sunni” Lee is a Hmong refugee descendant that carries within her blood and DNA centuries of generational trauma and oppression. In 2021, the Hmong have a face. That face is Sunisa Lee.
Samira Hussein’s Compelling, “Where, if Not Earth?”
In Samira’s piece titled “Where, if not Earth”, the poet asks a rhetorical question to the black and non-black global community: where are black people safe? Where are they valued, loved, cherished and protected? Where, if not earth?