Hurricane Song by Kevin Young

View this email on a browser Forward to a friend October 9, 2015   Hurricane Song   Kevin Young

Lady, won’t you wait out the hurricane   all night at my place— we’ll take cover like   the lamps & I’ll let you oil   my scalp. Please, I needs a good woman’s hands   caught in my hair, turning my knots to butter.   All night we’ll churn. Dawn   will lean in too soon— you’ll leave out into   the wet world, winded & alone, knowing   the me only midnight sees.            Copyright © 2015 by Kevin Young. Used with permission of the author. About This Poem   “‘Hurricane Song’ is an outtake from my book Jelly Roll: A Blues. A series of such bonus tracks are included in my new book Blue Laws: Selected & Uncollected Poems 1995-2015, due out in February of 2016.” —Kevin Young   Kevin Young is the author of Book of Hours (Knopf, 2014). He is the Charles Howard Candler Professor of English and Creative Writing and curator of literary collections and the Raymond Danowski Poetry Library at Emory University in Atlanta.   Photo credit: Melanie Dunea/CPi Poetry by Young   Book of Hours (Knopf, 2014) "Aubade: Some Peaches, After Storm" by Carl Phillips "Difference" by Nate Klug "Negotiations" by Rae Armantrout Poem-a-Day   Launched during National Poetry Month in 2006, Poem-a-Day features new and previously unpublished poems by contemporary poets on weekdays and classic poems on weekends. Thanks for being a part of the Academy of American Poets community. To learn about other programs, including National Poetry Month, Poem in Your Pocket Day, the annual Poets Forum, and more, visit Poets.org.   You are receiving this e-mail because you elected to subscribe to our mailing list. If you would like to unsubscribe, please click here.   © Academy of American Poets 75 Maiden Lane, Suite 901, New York, NY 10038