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View From a Shrinking Floe
Beyond the boats freed from the dripping ice
Billy Collins
Virginia Woolf: Three Fragments (1910)
i.How much must we carry with us? Must we bear the souls of errand boys, drovers, butchers in bloody smocks, the
Campbell McGrath
Visiting Gertrude Stein in Père-Lachaise
Her stone is not the largest.
Diane Louie
Visitor’s Coming
I’ve laid out
Karl Krolow
VISITORS
Having just arrived, we are walked down a moonless
Jennifer O’Grady
Vita Nova
Born on the outskirts of the Romanian kingdom
Katia Kapovich
Voicegrass and Incantation…translated from the Swedish by Bradley Harmon
the word the night bore
Katarina Frostenson
Volumes
Certain mornings you can catch the sound
Jane Satterfield
Vortex Street
I tied my hands behind me so I won’t hurt you.
Page Hill Starzinger
Voyager parable and Parable of the Little Ghost
Today I am downhearted meaning sunken meaning mired
Leslie Harrison
Wait a Minute, It’s Simple
As I chewed thoughtful fruit breakfast
Arthur Vogelsang
Waiting for Someone
Dark gray suit, dark green tie, dark
Matthew Thorburn
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