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poetry On Progress

In the shadow of 9/11, poet Ruben Quesada shows us the destructiveness and death that come with "progress."

Beyond the amplitude of sky filling the pulverized windows,

    a plane plummets toward us. We evaporate into a cloud

      uttering cries that rise with an explosive shift

        of wind, like dust. Above these desks,

          pendant lightning pivots like the cacophonous cracking

            of a whip. The roof hurries to hush walls closing

              down upon us; see the swelling floor tiles

                swallow the room; we are weightless,

                  falling into each other, stuck like bandages

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                    holding wounded steel and flame.

Ruben Quesada is a poet, translator, and editor. He edited the award-winning anthology Latinx Poetics: Essays on the Art of Poetry. His writing appears in The New York Times Magazine, American Poetry Review, The Believer, and Harvard Review. His new collection of poetry, Brutal Companion, which includes "On Progress," won the Barrow Street Editors Prize.