Six on Poetry: Poems to Take Shelter In; Brown Love, The Days to Come, Alone, The 19th Amendment & My Mama, Hope is the thing with feathers, The Bronze Legacy, Invictus, Gate A-4, Patience, Everyone Sang

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 Six on Poetry: Poems to Take Shelter In; Brown Love, The Days to Come, Alone, The 19th Amendment & My Mama, Hope is the thing with feathers, The Bronze Legacy, Invictus, Gate A-4, Patience, Everyone Sang

Poems to Take Shelter In 

Here is a selection of poems that were chosen from Poets.org by our readers for you to take shelter in: 

“The Days to Come” by Medora C. Addison
“Alone” by Maya Angelou
“The 19th Amendment & My Mama” by Mahogany L. Browne
“Hope is the thing with feathers (254)” by Emily Dickinson
“Invictus” by William Ernest Henley
“The Bronze Legacy” by Effie Lee Newsome
“Gate A-4” by Naomi Shihab Nye 
“Patience” by Kay Ryan
“Everyone Sang” by Siegfried Sassoon

Brown Love

Brown love is getting the pat down but not the secondary screening
and waiting after you clear to make sure the Sikh man or
the Black woman or the hijabis behind you get through

Brown love is asking the Punjabi guy working at the starbucks 

knockoff
if all the tea sizes are still the same price
and he says no,
it hasn’t been like that for at least four years,
but he slips you an extra tea bag without talking about it.

Brown love is the unsmiling aunty
at the disabled immigration line
barking
anything to declare? No? No? Have a good day.
and your rice, semolina, kari karo seeds and jaggary all get through
even though they are definitely from countries
where there are insects that could eat america to the ground

Brown love is texting your cousin on whatsapp asking
if she’s ever had a hard time bringing weed tincture in her carry on 

brown love is a balm
in this airport of life

where, if we can scrape up enough money
we all end up
because we all came from somewhere
and we want to go there
or we can’t go to there but we want to go to the place we went after that
where our mom still lives even though we fight
or our chosen sis is still in her rent controlled perfect apartment
where we get the luxury of things being like how we remember
we want to go to the place we used to live
and even if gentrification snatched the bakery
with the 75 cent coffee where everyone hung out all night
we can still walk the block where it was
and remember

and the thing about brown love is, nobody smiles.
nobody is friendly. nobody winks. nobody can get away with that
they’re all silently working their terrible 9 dollar an hour
food service jobs where tip jars aren’t allowed
or TSA sucks but it’s the job you can get out of the military
and nobody can get away with being outwardly loving
but we do what we can

brown love is the woman who lets your 1 pound over the 50 pound limit bag go
the angry woman who looks like your cousin
who is so tired on the american airlines customer service line
she tags your bag for checked luggage
and doesn’t say anything about a credit card, she just yells Next!
Brown love is your tired cousin who prays you all the way home
from when you get on the subway to when you land and get on another.
This is what we have
we do what we can."

Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha

Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha was raised in Worcester, Massachusetts. They received an MFA from Mills College.