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Before tracking pods of killer whales in and out
Arthur Sze
The Silver Bullet
When I wasn’t washing my hands, I remembered
Lynn Levin
Rain Sonnets
When the bear finally arrives, he’s starving. He wants whatever’s in my little blue basket, the Tupperware and the
Jules Gibbs
Meeting Shakespeare
I met Shakespeare in a hotel room downtown.
Austen Leah Rose
The NewMath and Nor Easter
There may still be time to find the cosine of x. Under an à la mode
Partridge Boswell
IN PROFILE
Words hung into silence
Sylva Fischerová
An Invasion
We waited and waited, or by we
Chad Parmenter
Hail to Thee,
I write, my wrist nodding
Angie Estes
The City translated by Kaveh Bassiri
I dream the city is flying in an airplane
Fereshteh Sari
Booklet, Hand-Pressed Paper, Containing Locks of School-Children’s Hair, c. 1861
Wound on a bobbin like thread. Woven into a wreath
Nicole Cooley
AN OTHER ROSE: FOR HENRI MICHAUX | FROM “ROSES: DEDICATIONS” | SINGING “ WITHOUT PEOPLE” | UNTITLED
There is an other rose – soul of my kith and kin!
Gennady Aygi
Regret
Later in life, we enter the neighborhood
Anton Yakovlev
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