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What God Says | Creek
What you don’t know is that when you lay
Kwame Dawes
What Almost Killed You
Hello, my name is a long drive home from the bar
Bill Stratton
What a Man Wants is the Power to Name the Terms of His Rescue
If I had that power,
Ray Gonzalez
Western Spinebill Sighting and the Absence of Tim
Tim is at a Goethe Society lesson
John Kinsella
Were We So Fragile?
What promises didn’t you deliver, beautiful Life!
René Char
Weather Report
These white stripes of day achieve
Grace Cavalieri
We Lay Our Fear in a Wicker Basket
Too drunk, walking around
Aaron Coleman
We Came This Way to Know the Evening
Here’s a riddle:
Hsia Yü
Washing Women, Cathedral and Sky
And when deep into the afternoon,
Kwame Dawes
Wartime Pantoum
Were the mountain women sold as slaves
Marilyn Hacker
War Poems
Mangled tanks at rest on the roadway's shoulder.
Philip Fried
Want
How do I want you? Let me count the ways.
Troy Jollimore
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