deaf poet. WIP: poetry collection and biography. Yoga teacher. MFA from @LesleyWriters. Poems in: @hooghlyreview @havehadhavehad @swwimmiami @yogajournal
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ALT View From A Café Window A family sits below talking and tasting wine. A hand pushes a stroller back and forth, everyone smiling in their places. A small breeze drifts through slightly wilted trees. The end of winter is slow and quiet. Loneliness abates in tiny steps.
ALT Poem for the Poorest Country in the Western Hemisphere by Danielle Legros Georges O poorest country, this is not your name. You should be called beacon. You should be called flame. Almond and bougainvillea, garden and green mountain, villa and hut, girl with red ribbons in her hair, books under arm, charmed by the light of morning, charcoal seller in black skirt, encircled by dead trees. You, country, are merchant woman and eager clerk, grandfather at the gate, at the crossroads with the flashlight, with all in sight.
ALT What is Water? by Danielle Legros Georges What is water but rain but cloud but river but ocean but ice but tear. What is tear but torn what is worn as skin as in as out as out. Exodus. I am trying to tell a tale that shifts like a gale that hurricanes and casts a line that buckles in wind that is reborn a kite a wing. I am far from the passage far from the plane of descending them, suitcases passports degrees of mobility like heat like heat on their backs. This cluster of fine grapes Haitian purple beige black brown.
