Maw Shein Win

Winter 2026 | Poetry

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The elm tree fell behind the survivalist trainer who stood in front of the group signed up for his one-day course on how to survive the apocalypse. Everyone laughed.

 

The rickety pink ice cream truck playing scratchy songs rolled by. Our mouths watered.

 

The silver frost on the windowsill of a cabin in Wyoming. Six bear sightings.

 

& then

 

& then

 

a leaving for dark

 

or if early dark wonders

 

a leaving or not

 

sleep as a flashlight 

 

or when as once was



Nightmares Drink Outside 

 

Blankets Transmit Messages





She moved to Portugal with her husband to start a new life

 

Longings




you close your lips then 

leave a space for air

 

 

the desire to rise as three

slips of blue smoke

 

 

touch the downy hairs

of the opening as you

 

 

begin to merge w/ether

a longing to leave

 

 

*

 

then the buzzing of ruby-

throated hummingbirds

 

 

 

 

a family of elkhorn sheep

grazing on the gorge’s end

 

 

 

evergreen valley ahead

a longing to stay

 

 

Mouths, eyes  

 

I bit into a chestnut 

its meat fell into my throat

 

a silver crown 

landed on my tongue

 

I pluck the crown

from the cave of my mouth

 

place it on my palm

at nightfall I crawl into

 

the cave      curl like 

a snake around a stone

 

a snake slips through

the water of my mouth

 

a snake with its head split in

two      two tongues on

 

my tongue      eyes

blink in the dark

 

hollow      another snake

emerges from my cool palm

 

flicker of another tongue

snakes framed

 

by the gold light of the cave

 

 

After the passing

 

We light white candles.

I drop a sweet drink.

 

 

How are you feeling you ask.

You touch my neck.

 

 

We feel different then we feel the same.

You can feel me dream my fears.

 

 

I haven’t made the bed.

You hear another text come in.

 

 

I haven’t showered.

The ghosts took care of that already. 

 

 

We touch hands at night. 

I sense sounds coming from your mind.

 

 

A monarch lives on a milkweed leaf.

 

 

 

Ants, heat



can see through our facetime 

one eye slowly drooping 




both eyes a glassy black

hard to look



her caregiver relays

she’s ready to say goodbye



an uncommon heat wave up here

black ants escape overnight 




take over green tablecloth

I sweep with a damp rag




say sorry again & again

 

Maw Shein Win's latest full-length poetry collection Percussing the Thinking Jar (Omnidawn, 2024) was shortlisted for the Northern California Book Award in Poetry. Her previous full-length collection Storage Unit for the Spirit House (Omnidawn, 2020) was longlisted for the PEN America 2021 Open Book Award, shortlisted for the Golden Poppy Award for Poetry, and nominated for the Northern California Book Award in Poetry. She is the inaugural poet laureate of El Cerrito, CA, the 2025 Berkeley Poetry Festival Lifetime Achievement Awardee, and a 2025 Recipient of the Nomadic/San Francisco Foundation Literary Award. Win's previous collections include Invisible Gifts and two chapbooks, Score and Bone and Ruins of a glittering palace. She teaches poetry in the MFA Program at the University of San Francisco and in the Low Residency MFA Program at Dominican University. mawsheinwin.com

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