“I Swallowed My Faith”
Artist Lisa Sette: I started thinking about time itself, and that’s when I went to the compass grass…. The grasses bend to the winds, but they tell their own story in that bending. This poem spoke to me in that way.
Teaching Writer Susanne Paola Antonetta: I was using poetry that had been written at the Foxconn sweatshop in Shenzhen, China… “I Swallowed an Iron Moon,” spoke deeply to my poets. They understood that situation of having to swallow a hopeless isolation, losing control of your life, very well.