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the kitchen song
so strong a wind
Zhu Zhu
Better Than Heaven
So many set asides, you say, intemperate
Charlie Smith
Bear and the Crows
So many in the winter trees they caw
David Huddle
A Demitasse of Extinction
So funny how that uncanny, unfunny man sought you out on a rainy day in Istanbul—you were in earshot of the bazaar and smoking a hookah, and, of course, it was Ramadan.
Marc Vincenz
Breakfast, the most important poem
So far, pockets are good
Bob Hicok
Leaving the Big City
So afterward I sat by the bosphorus blue water and many dazzling
Peter Balakian
The Dead, At Home,
snag on brush and low cactus.
Paul Nemser
Shaft of Light
Smile behind the lips
Hélène Cardona
FREE VERSE
Small woods upon an incline
Donald Revell
Separation
Slumbering suburbs, calm depths of summer.
Ramón García
On Contemplating a Sheep’s Skull
Skull aged so much in rain and heat,
John Kinsella
Babel of Signs
Skirting the coast desperate for fresh food
Elizabeth Holmes
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