Tea Cosy from Kashmir i.m. Agha Shahid Ali
by Peggy O’Brien January. It’s been a year. You must be almost cosy Under your cold comforter. That’s, of course, just silly Poetry. Your body
The Half-Inch Giant for Agha Shahid Ali
by D. K. McCutchen Not a poet, me. Never was, But he listened kindly Heard the tight throat Dedicating words To a beloved Person, Newly lost. He
What Was Once an Ocean for Agha Shahid Ali
by Jim Davis I wander through honey mustard hills, weave through marching brambles, groaning as your literary army stretches its roots,