Friday, January 14, 2022

A Lake on the Way Home By Latif Askia Ba

The still lake.

The sky before darkening.


In that oval abyss:

Clouds or swimming geese.


So clear, so plain—

Nature looks in the mirror. 






Is a poet with Choreic Cerebral Palsy from Brooklyn & Staten Island, New York. I'm currently an MFA candidate at Columbia University and an author at Stillhouse Press, who will be publishing my next collection, The Machine Code of a Bleeding Moon (fall of 2022). I was the First Place Winner of the Perceptions Writing and Art Contest, judged by Sheila Black (2021), and the Second Place Winner of the Iris N. Spencer Award (2020). My debut collection, Wet Monasteries, was published by Alien Buddha Press (2019).


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