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Door to Door
He tooled around Long Island
William Logan
DHIMITRI
He was a tall man on the edge of the couch
Ani Gjika
Rizal Stadium, World War II
He was almost home, poor guy.
Ron Smith
ANTIGONE CONSIDERS HER FAMILY: Father and Mother
He was always unhappy—
Jennifer Franklin
He Was Amazed
He was amazed by the curve of his life. What he thought unique had made its arc like any other, as if life had
Stephen Dobyns
A Poem Translated from Greek by Alex de Voogt
He went inside the café where they would go together.
Constantine P. Cavafy
A Brief Portfolio
He’s nowhere now.
Timothy Liu
On Brueghel’s Massacre of the Innocents
He’s switched the scene from Bethlehem
William Trowbridge
A Brief Portfolio: Heaney in an Irish Pub & Other Poems
Heaney in an Irish Pub, Washington, DC, Hunger, In the Bishop's Garden: Hide and Seek and Lost in China
Sandy Solomon
Three Poems
Heat, filthy, gut-sick heat in my city’s cobblestone streets.
Teresa Cader
Fidelity
Heaven-selvage, twilight eyelet opened
Kimberly Johnson
From “Underworlds”
Hell of an exit,
Kimberly Johnson
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