Dish poetry editor Alice Quinn writes:
Poetry in Motion, the program placing poems on subways and buses, is co-sponsored in New York by the Poetry Society of America and MTA Arts for Transit & Urban. Right now, this poem by Jim Moore is one of two appearing in train cars and buses and on the back of MetroCards and on taxi screens, too.
I remember my mother toward the end,
folding the tablecloth after dinner
as if it were the flag
of a country that no longer existed,
but once had ruled the world.
Today and in the days ahead we will feature other gems from Moore’s most recent book, Invisible Strings.
From “Love in the Ruins” by Jim Moore:
another winter: my black stocking cap,
my mismatched gloves,
my suspicious, chilly heart.