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End in Itself
All veins point to a heart in depleted rivers, in branches,
Allan Peterson
For Michael Gottlieb
All this time me on he leadéd
Charles Bernstein
Painting
all things look as if
André du Bouchet
Three Poems
All things counter, original, spare strange
Nicole Cooley
WORDS IN THE WOODS
All the words that have been spoken here
Alberto Rios
Extreme Close-up
All the things I love about his face come from movement:
Susan Rich
LONG AFTER HE IS GONE | LAST OFFER
All the summer’s night
Pamela Alexander
Stages on a Journey Westward
All the mapmakers in history
Wayne Miller
En Route
All over wherever we are the waves are making
J.T. Barbarese
Canine Elegy
All over town, dogs are lying down
Patricia Clark
Elevator Boy
All night I lifted them through seven stories
Jay Parini
From the Republic of Sleep and Mercy | The Island to Remind You of Your Childhood
All night I dreamt death
Heather Altfeld
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