Two poems from “Olio” by Tyehimba Jess, the winner of the 2017 Pulitzer Prize in Poetry

Blind Boone’s Vision
Tyehimba Jess
When I got old enough
I asked my mother,
to her surprise,
to tell me what she did
with my eyes. She balked
and stalled, sounding
unsure for the first time
I could remember.
Freedsong: Dream Song
Tyehimba Jess
Our Box Henry hid    away.
John Berryman’s Ol’ Henry sulked.
I see his point—he was trying to put one over.
It was that he thought that we thought
he could do it that breaks our Henry out this-a-way.
So, here he will come out and talk.

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