Ayin Adams Ayin Adams grew up in Brooklyn, New York. She taught herself how to read and write and tie shoelaces at age two. By age five, she was writing her poems and posting them on colored construction paper, selling them on her street corner in Brooklyn, for twenty-five cents. With much success, she quickly increased her sales to fifty-cents as passersby enjoyed her writing and poetic flare.
Ayin is the 1998 Pat Parker Memorial Poetry Prize winner, and the 1999 Audre Lorde Memorial Prose Prize Winner. Ayin has been published in the Island Lesbian Connection in Maui, Hawaii, Poetic Voices of America (Women In the Moon, Spring 1999), Bum Rush The Page: A Def Poetry Jam Publication (Three Rivers / Crown), as well as other magazines, books, and reviews around the world. ... To continue click 'Read Bio'
The Daily Haiku across the arroyo
deep scars
of a joy ride - by Keiko Imaoka
The Daily Poem I Crave Your Mouth I crave your mouth,
Your voice, your hair.
Silent, starving I prowl
Through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me,
Dawn disquiets me,
I search the liquid sound
Of your steps all day.
I hunger for your sleek laugh,
For your hands the color of the wild grain,
I hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.
I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your loveliness,
The nose, sovereign of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,
And I walk hungry, smelling the twilight
Looking for you, for your hot heart,
Like a puma in the barren wilderness. - by Pablo Neruda
