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Threnody and Sylvia Plath
The train coach, Jean—empty except for you,
David Wojahn
Two Stages
The traveler was certainly sleep-logged when he slipped away from his hotel at sunrise
Yves Bonnefoy
Pedestrian Interval
The trick in all of this is to build well--
Mark Svenvold
A Toy Airplane
The tumor
Kevin Prufer
BORN ON
The twelfth of July, like Neruda, wouldn’t
Stuart Friebert
the ugly purple corpse I lug behind me | you haven’t changed a bit
the ugly purple corpse I lug behind me
Edoardo Sanguineti
Personal Life | I, Too, Arrived Here in the End | Godard
The universe is vast and boundless
Hsia Yü
Uplight
The uplight is where I want to be, above and looking, and looking over.
Leah Umansky
The Village Crow
The village crow knew everything—
Dzvinia Orlowsky
Earthquake
The voices of self are ended. A sepia
Ruth Padel
Morning Bells in Marienplatz
The wasps
Kristina Andersson Bicher
The Water Returns
The water returns. The pools teem with newborn fish.
Vadim Mesyats
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