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BRAINS | ECLIPSE
You didn’t have any
Tara Skurtu
Brasserie and An Annunciation of Blue
We’re somehow in Closerie des Lilas,
Ron Smith
Breakfast, the most important poem
So far, pockets are good
Bob Hicok
Breathing Room
Not every week,
Floyd Skloot
Bridge Thrill
After two days of TV airlifts and wheels-to-the-sky
Terese Svoboda
Bright in June Sun
The young man, kneeling at his mother’s tomb, lays red tulips there,
Mark Irwin
Broadcast
Five blank days of snow,
Stuart Dybek
Brothers
Who eats with a jaw half-cranked with counterweight
Laura Kolbe
Bruised Fruit
These sun-poached pages like an old address book
W.S. Di Piero
BUD
Five years of nothing. Then, one night she calls
Peter Campion
Building the Boat, Trèboul (1930)
Half-way, the basket nature of the ship
Ricardo Pau-Llosa
Bunch of Asparagus and Asparagus
Bundle on a wet bed
Daniel Bosch
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