Written by Arab-American poet Naomi Shihab Nye, the poem below is launched in a childish tone, but closes in a distinctly mature voice. For me, this combination of child/adult voices is what makes the poem interesting, what makes it work. Otherwise, the piece stands the risk of being another doe-eyed “barrio” poem. But it is not. It is a rather masterful poem representative of Nye’s highly respected and abundant body of work. Trying to Name What Doesn’t Change Roselva says the […]

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