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Duet
Their quest--what does the human body mean?--
David Huddle
Duets
Telemann at 7:30 on an evening
Sherri Felt Dratfield
Dust
You return with us to the grave,
Hoyt Rogers
Early Christianity: A Poem | Rome
OK, says James, let them keep their foreskins.
Ron Smith
Early Elegy: Telephone Booth | Early Elegy: Cursive
Its remains: a plexiglass crypt robbed
Claudia Emerson
Early Explorers Sometimes Carried Watermelons Instead of Canteens & Close Your Eyes
Ever cut open a watermelon
Katharine Rauk
Earth, Temple, Gods
A woman's feet, in lace-up sandals made of stone.
Amy Gerstler
Earthquake
The voices of self are ended. A sepia
Ruth Padel
EASTHAM TURNIPS, ROUTE 6, NOVEMBER
Honor System, the sign tacked to a scrub oak said,
Gail Mazur
Eating the Madeleine
I remember the scut of it:
Jan Freeman
Ebbtide
He said one day when we are old, we—
Lynne Thompson
Eclipse
November’s moon is in eclipse—
Jody Bolz
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