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Elements and A Streetcar Named Panera
An abandoned father heals,
Alejandro Escudé
The Fourth Walk
Among the ruined are the ruins. Rules even skies can wreck in shreds,
Cole Swensen
The Mercies of Noah’s Wife
Among the most measly of beasts, she has her pets,
Martin Galvin
Quickies in Widowhood with three instances of laughter (one not narrated), two instances of crying
Amid the whiteness of cheeses, corn puffs,
Daisy Fried
America
America, I have a friend for whom everything went south
Kathleen Graber
Lamentations
America more guns more than us
Martha Collins
Purity | A Withered Rose
Amazing solitude.
Nina Cassian
POSTCARD
always the dark body hewn asunder; always
Brionne Janae
No Heaven for the King
Always in the faintest glow of pleasure, and always
Soren Stockman
One for André Breton
Always for the first time
Jules Jacob
Two poems by Rafael Alberti translated from Spanish by Lorna Shaughnessy
Already, a year asleep, some one not waiting
Rafael Alberti
Rilke 5 Translations
Almost like on the last day when the dead tear
Daniel Tobin
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