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Edna St. Vincent, M.F.A.
Chic and petite, blind to her destiny
Mary Jo Salter
Hostile Takeover
Cheeks puffed, she’s looking up at a horizontal
Alan Shapiro
Volumes
Certain mornings you can catch the sound
Jane Satterfield
Ödön von Horváth | Brief Incident in Short a, Long a, and Schwa | My Friend’s Creation | Contingency (Vs. Necessity)
Cat, gray tabby, calm, watches large, black ant. Man, rapt, stands staring at cat and
Lydia Davis
That ancient Egyptian poem
Carved on a pillar—
Gregory Orr
DEATH MARCH
Carry her the way it has to hurt:
Terese Svoboda
Car le Vice by Tomaž Šalamun translated from the Slovenian by Brian Henry
Car le Vice, rongeant ma native noblesse
Tomaž Šalamun
From Night, by Ennio Moltedo, translated from Spanish by Marguerite Feitlowitz
Can we go on like this?
Ennio Moltedo
Three Poems
came, still in her cremation box, when we threw her
Elena Karina Byrne
Ocean Park
Call this landscape abstract if the world’s splendour
Ranjit Hoskote
A Brief Portfolio
By then I was leaving,
David Rivard
BY THE MEADOWS OF HAY BALES
By the meadows of hay bales
Ira Sadoff
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