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Bear Sometimes Thinks He’s Dead & Shelf Life
But lately he’s observed the Hermit Thrush
David Huddle
Post Structuralism
But the first idea was not to shape the clouds
Christopher Buckley
The Good World
but when I painted the deer
Frannie Lindsay
Pensé Que Estabas Muerto
but your deaths existed the nights you didn’t come home.
Jules Jacob
The Clacklet
Buttons taken from a sewing box
Julie Hanson
Travel Light
By all means take my suitcase, which now again
Pia Tafdrup
The Last of Fanfare
By fire, then, but within view of a rough sea?
Carl Phillips
Christmas Nineteen-Sixty-Something and Notes from My Doppelganger
By that time we were hanging the tree from a hook
Kurt Luchs
Ana Varela Tafur translated from Spanish by Yaccaira Salvatierra
By the banks or the center of a river,
Ana Varela Tafur
BY THE MEADOWS OF HAY BALES
By the meadows of hay bales
Ira Sadoff
A Brief Portfolio
By then I was leaving,
David Rivard
Ocean Park
Call this landscape abstract if the world’s splendour
Ranjit Hoskote
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