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from Landscapes on a Train
There once was a church. There once was a steeple. These things fall into
Cole Swensen
From Inches Away
From inches away his finger can’t miss
Simon Perchik
from In the Fires of Absence
Beautiful gelid just-
Claire Malroux
from Fourteen Fourteenliners
Why can say passion fruit for instance always begin again
Hsia Yü
from Devil Mutant Child
Exactly the hair I wanted,
Thylias Moss
from Canisy
Whenever we lined up to march into class, the assistant at my grandfather’s school always had us sing the kind of
Jean Follain
from Brexit suivi de la migration des murs (Les Éditions Diable Vauvert 2020) Translated from French by Nathan Dize and Siobhan Meï
Once upon a poster, let’s call it
James Noël
from Border Crossings
On dark nights when I have no words of my
Dennis Maloney
From Blue as White (The Book of Margins) by Helga Landauer-Olshvang |
Get out alive – spine, spleen, whole
Helga Landauer-Olshvang
From Bajo la lluvia ajena (In Foreign Rain) by Juan Gelman, translated by Lisa Rose Bradford
On the tiers of experience.
Juan Gelman
From AfterTalk
Dumuzi spoke: “My sister, I would go with you to my garden
Chard deNiord
From A Line By Kawabata
A solitary shadow in stillness
Ron Slate
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