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He Was Amazed
He was amazed by the curve of his life. What he thought unique had made its arc like any other, as if life had
Stephen Dobyns
Hatfield
Such lovely matter, rain, abundant rain,
Amy Beeder
Harvest
Like someone who has spent long hours among the vines,
Daniel Tobin
Happy Hour & Babies Cry at 5:03 pm
Marcy lets us play
Nancy Kangas
Happy Hour
I wasn’t supposed to touch the two glazed ceramic turtles
Tara Skurtu
Happiness on Earth
Especially if you were waking
Stephen Ackerman
Hapax Legomenon
Literally “thing said once,
Danielle Blau
Hanging the Dirty Laundry
Father's ties were mother’s noose
Jan Freeman
Hanger
You needed one
Tara Skurtu
Handel in London, 1741
Wedged in a chair near the open window,
Floyd Skloot
Halloween
No gazette ran the story,
J.T. Barbarese
Halloween
It is as quiet as the death of the dead no one knows
Hugo Claus
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