Decatur, GA, USA
Heather Christle is author of the poetry collections The Difficult Farm (2009); The Trees The Trees (2011), which won the Believer Poetry Award; What Is Amazing (2012); and Heliopause (2015). Her first work of nonfiction, The Crying Book, will be out in November 2019. A former creative writing fellow in poetry at Emory University, Christle’s poems have appeared in The New Yorker, Boston Review, Gulf Coast, Poetry, and many other journals. She has taught at Wittenberg University, the University of Texas at Austin, the University of Guelph, and other institutions.
We can’t be other than we are and we are hungry for some fruitand we are holding up a tangerine in these our terrorized handsOh look how everything is...
The box probably full of live animals or other animals has gone missingand with it the sense of crushed sadness to which we’d so lovingly tendedand now we...
Because we are mammals we illuminate glasses of milkWe make wine and play the triangle whose corners ring through us to the nightWe are mammals in the...
It isn’t dark yet though it should be dark The grass is bright you can still see it and warm and you can smell it and elsewhere two people hold one another...
Every day to wake up supposing so many lines at once they seem more of an air or some skinPlease give me enough darkness to hear a bell ringing and keep it...
On my first day at the new job I scanned my whole body and could not find a nameI felt like a biblical error, I had to lie downEtiquette says a young widow...
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