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Painting
all things look as if
André du Bouchet
This Moment
You know when darkness seems to pour
Ron Smith
Bah!
It is well-past old hat and hurt
Stephen Todd Booker
The Host of Turns
We were gathered in this kind of circus-tent,
Antonio Machado
Milk Ice
Driving through fog and storm’s aftermath
Patricia Spears Jones
Poem with Allusions
The thoughts that come on little cat feet
Jay Parini
Little Torch
First there was delight, delight in the windchimes,
Katie Ford
Hatfield
Such lovely matter, rain, abundant rain,
Amy Beeder
Shakedown, Sleeping Mother and The Touch
On Main Street, two cops stop me in front of the tire store. One is big and burly and the other is lean
Jeff Friedman
Fragment
The past is a point of departure
Eric Pankey
Anthem and Under the Sun
Through the backyard of a shuttered home
Daniel Tobin
Stages on a Journey Westward
All the mapmakers in history
Wayne Miller
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