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The old wheelbarrow aimed like a cannon
Dorianne Laux
December 16, 2011
Ödön von Horváth | Brief Incident in Short a, Long a, and Schwa | My Friend’s Creation | Contingency (Vs. Necessity)
Cat, gray tabby, calm, watches large, black ant. Man, rapt, stands staring at cat and
Lydia Davis
December 16, 2011
A Place
As a foreigner, I wasted a lot of energy
Bob Hicok
December 16, 2011
Preludium
In The Odyssey,
Christina Davis
December 16, 2011
Of Weeping
First there is the weeping one weeps when one reads a good poem,
Daniel Bosch
December 15, 2011
Barrage Balloons, Buck Alec, Bird Flu and You
First there is the weeping one weeps when one reads a good poem,
Paul Muldoon
December 12, 2011
In Memory
I remember the night my father died
Floyd Skloot
December 12, 2011
Vesuvius
No gazette ran the story,
R.T. Smith
December 11, 2011
The Ant’s Plunder
When I stuck out my hand to grab the iron door handle, a hidden ant attacked my right
Xi Chuan
November 14, 2011
My Heart in Evening
In the evening one hears the sharp shrieks of bats.
Georg Trakl
November 14, 2011
The Death of Erik Satie
The arches aspire to points
Ron Slate
November 14, 2011
Rare Moment
A clear choice
Lia Purpura
November 14, 2011
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