May 2, 2007

First Book of Chronicles A poem by Kei Miller, first published in the May 2007 CRB (For Percy Miller, 1912–1997, editor at the Gleaner’s Farmer’s Desk) My grandfather worked on North Streetwriting articles devoted to yam, seeds,the art of growing callaloo in rowsas neat as newspaper columns. He wrote about rain that never fellenough in [...]

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May 2, 2007

On the cover of the CRB: Little Crippled Haiti The cover of the May 2007 issue of the CRB features the painting Little Crippled Haiti (mixed media on aluminium, 48″ x 48″), by the Haitian artist Edouard Duval Carrié. (Biographical information here.) Duval Carrié is one of the artists participating in an event called Haiti [...]

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May 2, 2007

Hot off the press: the May 2007 CRB The May 2007 issue of the CRB, no. 12, is now on its way to subscribers. You can see the contents page of this issue at the CRB website, and selected articles are posted online. This issue–which marks three years since the launch of the CRB in [...]

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April 20, 2003

Diego Martin, by Philip Sander Holding the valley’s breath, am faithful for breathing, holding great rain in my lungs & the thrashing trees & the heat in their boiling leaves & the river thriving, tripping itself from the North Post down to the sea in six great leaps like six tumulting sneezes & the valley’s [...]

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October 19, 2002

Two poems by Anu Lakhan I packed: dry leaves, a toothbrush, a file, and went up into the mountain to sleep. I washed down on a wave, awakened to rain, purring sky curled up in my lap, strong coffee. The land seeped between my scales. I have been judged smooth, whole. Now, seemingly seamless, I [...]

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October 19, 2002

Night Rain, by Keith Jardim The land is dry. He walks slowly up the hill to the house, his shoes disturbing powdery earth among the stones. It is late at night, cool, and the moon is high above him. There are no other houses around. He can see bits of quartz glinting on the road. [...]

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