Migration by Ana Božičević

View this email on a browser Forward to a friend February 22, 2017   Migration   Ana Božičević

I never want to get any More new things. I wanna wear out these shoes white And walk on the rug till it's perfectly Colorless To wear the shoes dark Walking on an abyss that's been worn out The shoes carry me, I can't help it, I fly above the desert with no name            Copyright © 2017 Ana Božičević. Used with permission of the author. About This Poem   "I found 'Migration' on my phone on the morning of November 15, 2016. I had written it in the middle of the night after a fugue dream in which I was a migrant, a bird, and a soul divesting herself of worldly properties, including my name." —Ana Božičević   Ana Božičević is the author of Joy of Missing Out, forthcoming from Birds, LLC, in 2017. She works and teaches at BHQFU in New York City. Poetry by Božičević   Joy of Missing Out (Birds, LLC, 2017)  "Young Cops" by Tomaž Šalamun "I am Like a Desert Owl, an Owl Among the Ruins" by Noelle Kocot "My Bright Aluminum Tumblers" by Michael Ryan Poem-a-Day   Launched during National Poetry Month in 2006, Poem-a-Day features new and previously unpublished poems by contemporary poets on weekdays and classic poems on weekends. If you enjoy Poem-a-Day, please consider making a donation to help make it possible. 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

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