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Issue #37 July 2014

  • Poem of the Quotidian

    Night falls so swiftly in this part of town

  • Birds in the Night

    The French government, or was it the English government,

  • RODIN, “Hand with Small Torso, Bronze” | Rodin’s “The Cathedral”

    In Paris you can see his drawer of hands.

  • CALLING BACK | CHARITY

    My daughter sings in snow falling through the scent of red oak or ash, some of the flakes large enough to contain passages from Emily Dickinson’s letters. 

  • Over

    Suddenly, it’s over, and I hear!

  • Things I’ve Discovered in Hong Kong

    Semantics: clue that Trappist Dairy Milk Drink is not milk—had I read the label—

  • Fret Not

    Opening the door for the first time since

  • End in Itself

    All veins point to a heart in depleted rivers, in branches,

  • Better Than Heaven

    So many set asides, you say, intemperate

  • True West

    We return by foot from pre-plantation oaks,

  • SOUL-DARK second version | SLEEP second version

    At the forest’s edge: a dark deer. A hush.

  • Essay: Domestic

    Brassiere

  • James Richardson: Vectors

        Over the past weeks I’ve returned to James Richardson’s VECTORS 4.1: A FEW THOUGHTS IN THE DARK and…

    Issue #37 July 2014