Naomi Shihab Nye›Poezii

Even at this late date, sometimes I have to look up the word \"receive.\" I received his deep and interested gaze. A bean plant flourishes under

For the first time, on the road north of Tampico, I felt the life sliding out of me, a drum in the desert, harder and harder to hear. I was seven,

remains all supple hands and gesture skin of language fusing its finest seam in fluent light with a raised finger dance of lips each