Grace H. ZhouThe Canyon Is Not a Metaphor
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who are we of rim rock that nature carves yes there are dams like dull scabs terraced we will beg this landscape we will unearth the geology like strata and coils of ossified mollusk we will learn to be unbroken |
pinned to this lip we ponder the ways through her own wounds roads cities for though our people tilled some humid river basin far away name us anew our comings and our goings of sandstone and shale lifted through time one does not need to be whole |
Grace H. Zhou is a poet and cultural anthropologist. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Frontier Poetry, Ninth Letter, Cosmonauts Avenue, Longleaf Review, AAWW’s The Margins, Kweli, The Hellebore, and elsewhere. She holds a PhD from Stanford University and is a President’s Postdoctoral Scholar at the Ohio State University. She is an alumna of Tin House Workshops and Kearny Street Workshop’s Interdisciplinary Writers Lab, and a reader at Tinderbox Poetry.
