About the Author:
Meena Alexander, distinguished professor of English at Hunter College and the Graduate Center of the City University of New York, is the author of several books of poetry, most recently Illiterate Heart (Northwestern, 2002), winner of a 2002 PEN Open Book Award. Her memoir Fault Lines (Feminist Press, 1993) was one of Publishers Weekly's best books of 1993, and her novel Nampally Road (Mercury House, 1991) was a 1991 Voice Literary Supplement Editor's Choice.
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Central Park, Carousel
June already, it's your birth month,
nine months since the towers fell.
I set olive twigs in my hair
Torn from a tree in Central Park,
I ride a painted horse, its mane a sullen wonder.
You are behind me on a lilting mare.
You whisper-What of happiness?
Dukham, Federico. Smoke fills my eyes.
Young, I was raised to a sorrow song
short fires and stubble on a monsoon coast.
The leaves in your cap are very green.
The eyes of your mare never close.
Somewhere you wrote: Despedida,
If I die leave the balcony open!
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