Above the roofs of the village houses the heaviest word when you break me Anyone sleepless will hear the sound of the wind of guitars and stomped hay of cardinal flower, one of whose crimson blooms thereby coaxing the bird Where exactly? Where would a child go? In my remembered country lie still and watch with your belt removed, your boots untied laced by grease and silt from the machinery of life— All the hours are superfluous like the mushroom called wood ear * Source Texts: Louise Gluck * Ales Steger * Rodrigo Dela Peña * James Richardson * Gillian Conoley * Ross Gay * Ross Gay * Tracy K. Smith * Claribel Alegria * Louise Gluck * Jude Nutter * Karen An-hwei Lee * Gabriela Mistral * Tung-Hui Hu