“Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world,” as Shelley put it, just as it reveals its complexities. Our offerings here include a loving and detailed ode to transgender people; a succinct meditation on what is required to survive if you are black; and a deeply personal reckoning with a dark chapter in Cambodia’s history. These Top 5 Poems of the Week shine a light on what asks to be seen. We know you will be as stunned, stirred, and illuminated as we were.
The eye of the male and the eye of the female is the same eye.
Unto my soul, I wear a crown of Legos you can’t see.
A child lifting a sedan to free his father pinned underneath.
She sobbed over the sink and spoke about it for the first time.
My hands confused for want of your hands or waist.