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Elegy for a Landscaper
The holes we find scraped out at the edge
Brendan Galvin
Petrarch’s Poem 269, from Rerum vulgarium fragmenta, translated from Italian by Lee Harlin Bahan
The high column and the green laurel
Francesco Petrarca
Arête | Eurydice
The Hemingway who wrote three stories in a crummy hotel
Brian Culhane
Pacemaker
The heart in vital meter recites.
Sophia Galifianakis
Life Pig
The hams the hocks the oddly delicate
Alan Shapiro
ON SILVER SPOONS
The Golliwog spoon, we called it, the handle shaped like a head with heavy-lidded eyes and a thick-
Wendy Barker
Ready to Be the Lover She Remembers Forever
The gods are everywhere
Hsia Yü
To Manuel Bandeira | To Hilda Hilst | To Adélia Prado
The girls are still a d o r a b l e
Flávia Rocha
The gift of putting something down…
The gift of putting something down, he had yet to discover it--letting it slide from his grip.
Stephen Dobyns
Birds in the Night
The French government, or was it the English government,
Luis Cernuda
Trudy Cooks Fish and The General
The fish seemed fresh that night, as if they’d been caught off the coast near Zanzibar
Marc Vincenz
Two Poems translated from the Faroese by Randi Ward
The first time I was in London,
Kim Simonsen
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