Poems

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  • Five Orgasms after reading Lydia Davis

    You are sleeping beside me, but I can’t sleep, not in this roadside hotel smelling of new carpet and cigarettes. It’s late.
  • FISHERMEN’S VILLAGE | VIA POLITICA

    Squinty, salt-dusted windows gaze into the distance.
  • FISHERMAN, 50 B.C.

    What else would I do on the river
  • Fish Belly Poem and a poem by Wang Yuyang translated by Arthur Sze

    Dr. Xia Kejun said today:
  • First Wedding

    It was one of those days when not even the bland sun
  • First Days at the Conservancy

    I’m looking out the window—Paula’s window—
  • First Communion, forty-two and the unnamed

    I shall sit here, on this bench,
  • Firing My Father’s Mossberg

    At the shooting range,
  • Fireworks or Gunfire?

    It’s just somebody sighting his gun—
  • FIREFLIES

    Evenings when the children
  • Fifteen Essays on Boats, Boats, Language, and the SS

    The Palermo Airport is not large.
  • Field Dressing

    Dispatch animal