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As the Land Listens
Women are gathering on shore after shore after sharp rocked shore
Margo Berdeshevsky
Tampa at 8PM, Listening to a Podcast on Bird Migration
Woodlawn Cemetery lies shadowed beneath violet-bellied clouds
Will Wellman
Words
Words are loyal.
Jane Hirshfield
Two Poems translated by Connie Voisine
Words here carry the scent of snow,
Patron Henekou
IN PROFILE
Words hung into silence
Sylva Fischerová
The Elms | For the Collection
Workers were cut; had to be done for . . . corporations
Scott Withiam
Incident in the Park
Working back from the moment I rose off the bench,
Kathleen Flenniken
DIEU! QU’IL LA FAIT & ON THE RIVERLINE
Would it be cheating
J.T. Barbarese
Fairy Tale
Would that squat toad, before my eyes,
William Wenthe
Booklet, Hand-Pressed Paper, Containing Locks of School-Children’s Hair, c. 1861
Wound on a bobbin like thread. Woven into a wreath
Nicole Cooley
Green Girls
Wriggling on the bottles:
Terese Svoboda
Five Per Page and Title covered in flies
Yard sticks and shards are kept in a jar shaped as a cowboy boot.
Alexandria Peary
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