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Canary Island Date Palm, Love & Ink and Persephone
Couldn’t say the dream I had last night.
Jesse Nathan
The Epileptic
Conversations with him are like waiting for thunder.
Jehanne Dubrow
The Twenties
Consider the twenties, not Gatsby, not Daisy, not that old Roaring,
John Hodgen
Doing Sudoku on September 11, 2016 | Mini-Golf
Confusion hadn’t yet released its poisons
Kathleen Ossip
Hiroshima Bomb
Confetti spirals flutter into dark green.
Lawrence Matsuda
Moving the Piano and From the Cliff
Compact and gleaming, black and white,
Rachel Hadas
Almost Lost Moment
coming back in an incidental way,
Tess Gallagher
At Once People at the End of Their Lives
come from common spaces to move around
Matthew James Babcock
Jug
Colors, we go way back.
Hoyt Rogers
Grand Marais Estuary, in Fog (after the painting by Stanley Krohmer)
Color of ice, or heaps of snow, gray-blue, slate.
Patricia Clark
Me & Whiskey
Collided hard
Robert Nazarene
TO HÉCTOR VIEL TEMPERLEY
Cockroaches ignored the winter dawn
Campbell McGrath
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