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Yanyi

Yanyi Luo

The Road of Big Mouths

is the home of languages.
Down here are soft-cornered

roots we dig with fingerlings,
braise with say-waters; where

mouthings ripple dull-thud earth
and fill up trenches.

Rainbows slap a blue-eyed
sky on straight kinetics.

We were learning this in class:
when a color knows a color;

when a cloud may dance
with groans before it rumbles.

In a wilderness of kisses,
the eyes dance blind;

suck for syrups with cupped
hands from a sugar tree.

Open mouths of yellow teeth
comb the glossolalic wheat

and chime the throats
of neon reed

while brook lines babble
through our feet.

Yanyi is a Brooklyn-based poet and engineer. He is working on his first manuscript and a translation of his father's poetry. His work most recently appeared in [PANK].

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