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Four From Delos
Saw the ring of her
Jeffrey Skinner
Four a.m. and 40 Years Later
Driving into my old city yesterday
Jessica Greenbaum
FOUNTAIN
Dogwood white knuckle it through January, February, March:
Kathy Fagan
Found Poem: “Swelling Anti-Asian Violence: Who Is Being Attacked Where,” NYT, April 3, 2021
Queens | A 47-year-old man and his 10-year-old son
Kimiko Hahn
Forced March
I remembered it wrong, the scene in the film
Susan Aizenberg
For Your Eighteenth Birthday
Not a car nor papa’s advice.
Kenton Yee
For Those Whose Lives Have Seen Themselves
Welcome all who have traveled the long road
Stewart Moss
For the Child Molester
Let him sleep right through it—
Sally Bliumis-Dunn
For Night to Fall
You could tell from the start that the best
Carl Phillips
For Michael Gottlieb
All this time me on he leadéd
Charles Bernstein
FOR MATS AND LAILA
The Date Line lies motionless between Samoa and Tonga, but the Midnight Line glides across the ocean and islands and rooftops of huts.
Tomas Tranströmer
For a Theophoric Figure
Strange how first things dawn on us
Peter Cole
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