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What, Me?
When we’re in a car together I worry we’ll die and the world will lose its role models.
Maureen Seaton
The Central
When we were hungry and my mother was
J. Allyn Rosser
Queen of the Lot
When was the last time I watched The Letter
David Trinidad
Could Someone Please Check on My Mother?
When the young man thought about the history of poetry
Kevin Prufer
The Wayfarer
When the wings of the triptych are open as
Linda Gregerson
A Different Origin
When the snake in Eden approached Eve
Ani Gjika
Zacharia, Malachi
When the shepherd is stricken
Paul Hoover
Old Man Swimming
When the Old Man of the Sea shapeshifting on the bottom
Tom Sleigh
A Brief Portfolio
When the light goes out, and the book is set down
Campbell McGrath
Rain Sonnets
When the bear finally arrives, he’s starving. He wants whatever’s in my little blue basket, the Tupperware and the
Jules Gibbs
Two poems by Muyaka bin Haji, (1776—1840)
When she lays eggs, they’re not nurtured even if brooding them succeeds.
Muyaka bin Haji
Tails | On the Other Side
When our tails fell off, we had nothing to wag or wave behind us, nothing to curl up or
Jeff Friedman
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