Sarah Sarai's poems are in The Southampton Review, DMQ Review, Barrow Street, Boston Review, Prelude, and other journals, as well as in the anthologies Composing Poetry, a Guide to Writing Poems and Thinking Lyrically (Kendall Hunt Publishing), ed. Gerry LaFemina; Like a Fat Gold Watch: Responses to Sylvia Plath, C. Hamm, ed.; Gathered: Contemporary Quaker Poetry (Sundress Publications), ed. Nick McRae; Say It Loud: Poems About James Brown (Whirlwind Press), eds. Mary E. Weems and Michael Oatman; The OR Panthology: Ocellus Reseau (Other Rooms Press), eds. Ed Go and Michael and others. The scholar Ezstar Rizmar presented a paper on Sarai's poem, 'Emily Dickinson Is Jewish' at Witnessing Responses: A New Generation's Perspectives on the Holocaust at Károli Gáspár University in Budapest. Her fiction appears in over twenty journals, including Cleaver, Devils Lake, and Fairy Tale Review. Sarah lives in Manhattan.

Other poems by Sarah Sarai in Verse Daily:
October 20, 2017:   "Andy Warhol Left Those Parties by Midnight" "You will not wake at 7..."

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Other poems on the web by Sarah Sarai:
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"The Crooked Road Without Improvement"
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"This Poem and Joan Crawford"
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Sarah Sarai on Twitter.

About The Strapless Bra in Heaven:

"'If it is to be of any value / a story will be misunderstood' — that's Sarah Sarai in The Strapless Bra in Heaven. A visionary who can't quite keep a straight face, a prophet quicker to laughter than judgment, Sarai is a virtuoso of the one-liner — 'too much is as it seems' — but she works with a vast cultural canvas, and sorrow and a thirst for the real underlie, the scintillating eloquence. Dante's journey is a dream, Stalin's famine never ends, Dido weeps in the city she built, humans wander through a world of staggering beauty never quite knowing how to love each other: 'What do monkeys worry about? / Our imaginations grown dim?' The Strapless Bra in Heaven is a roller coaster, but it's grounded in what we once called wisdom. Sarai's new book is a thrilling read."
—D. Nurkse

"/ these poems are as truthful as Sarah herself & a bit surreal / they are both weighty & cunning // unmask gender / benders / dilemmas & tyrants / nasty politics & social disgrace in all areas & eras often merging them while encompassing & compressing the personal & objective past & future with the present. 'You dreamed you were a prophet... You awoke an anarchist... ready to kill' / Sarah sorts out socio-political angst / trickery & self-righteous humanism / while tackling that 'mountain pass from child / hood to the freeing squalor...' 'Reader, if you were seam... I'd take you out anywhere...' / 'you are the first line of this poem... this poem exists for you...' / 'you're not dead you're middle aged...' / 'I say good riddance... though I'll miss myself...' these poems reveal, as Sarah puts it, 'the artist's confidence to create celestial buoyancy...' / wake up, sleeper. "
—Steve Dalachinsky