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Ashes of Roses and Blue Chair
The early 19th Century rolls over
Christopher Howell
On the Grounds of the Zendo
The face of the Buddha’s so smooth, she whispered,
Dick Allen
THE ABDUCTION | INSIGHT | THE FOUNTAIN
The falcon, which he’s just bought, at his cheek,
Kuno Raeber
Maidendown
The farm along the Maidendown,
Hoyt Rogers
Errand
The fawn was
David Baker
Miss Lola Ridge (1873-1941)
The fire of the world is running through me.
Terese Svoboda
Indian River at Dusk
The first and only time I caught a sheephead
Tara Skurtu
Tchaikovsky’s Fifth, On Freud’s Birthday [May 5] & In Vienna
The first movement of Tchaikovsky’s
David Lehman
Ghosts
The first time I saw him he was standing
Geoffrey Nutter
Trudy Cooks Fish and The General
The fish seemed fresh that night, as if they’d been caught off the coast near Zanzibar
Marc Vincenz
Birds in the Night
The French government, or was it the English government,
Luis Cernuda
The gift of putting something down…
The gift of putting something down, he had yet to discover it--letting it slide from his grip.
Stephen Dobyns
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