Eduardo C. Corral and Tyree Daye

November 5, 2024 at 7:00PM ET

Location: Copley Formal Lounge

Join us for a reading featuring poets Eduardo C. Corral and Tyree Daye, hosted by Carolyn Forché.

Accommodation requests related to a disability should be made by October 29th to Patricia Guzman, 202-687-6294, pg654@georgetown.edu. A good faith effort will be made to fulfill requests made after October 29th.

Cayucos

–Eduardo C. Corral

^{boats used by African emigrants to reach Spanish islands}

A girl asleep beneath a fishing net

Sandals the color of tangerines

Off the coast of Morocco

A moonlit downpour, God’s skeleton

Bark, dory, punt, skiff

“Each with a soul full of scents”

Day after day spent shaping

A ball of wax into a canary

Little lamp, little lamp

The word “contraband” arrived

In English in the 16th century via Spanish

Throw your shadow overboard

Proverbs, blessings scratched into wood

The tar of my country better than the honey of others

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The Lord’s Corner

–Tyree Daye

I would drop to my knees for the littlest things
mind filled with a light returning
from aluminum-foil crosses hanging on a porch

I was made to believe so hard
that I was going to die
My family said I wore bells on my ankles
I learned an ancient dance

Then the light like the deer
leaped off into time

& once because my cousins called my body a soft thing
because so desperately they said they wanted to kill
the woman I hid inside me
dared as they often did with their hands
to let my eyes wonder
where the thickest shine sat

we heard the last child had their mind stolen
the circles of their iris turned to coal
when they looked directly at the Lord’s house

I’m trying to find where I feel most at home
I believe it’s inside me

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