Poetry in Wartime
These unforgettable poems ask us to confront war, to acknowledge those destroyed by it. Chris Abani, who was imprisoned three times by the Nigerian government, makes us understand, in a frightening yet tender poem, that he has indeed “seen too much.” June Jordan offers us a devastatingly matter-of-fact look at war’s toll on women and girls. In a quieter mode, Benjamin Alire Sáenz writes of communing with trees as a way of coping with grief. And Ruth Stone, with her characteristic mix of musicality and irony, arrests us with an image of mortal sin.
We’ve now been at war in Iraq longer than the span of World War Two. We need these poems. We need to keep reading them.

Chris Abani
Say Something about Child’s Play
2009 Best of the Net Finalist

June Jordan
Bosnia Bosnia
Too bad there is no oil between her legs.

Benjamin Alire Sáenz
Do Not Mind the Bombs
The wars are everywhere. I’ll plant another tree.

Ruth Stone
Sin
Speaking of real sin, we dropped that bomb on Japan.


