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Words are loyal.
Jane Hirshfield
Moveable
Swords drawn, Hem and his bronze friend
Ron Smith
Circus
How the squirrel, skittish, leaps, lobbing its orange
Mark Irwin
Lag sol time
Please are the big good door, no one is so did it anymore will be to period. No: only if he’d sown wheat in a set fiche
Pierre Joris
And After the Ark
what was left behind was astounding:
Erika Meitner
Without Apology
Things happen. We’ve been promised
Annette Barnes
ARCHIMEDES
Bent over the plate, she studies
Alan Shapiro
Charcuterie
She penciled fanciful animals
Meighan L. Sharp
Unfinished Business
Cleaning up, in the kitchen, she goes to wipe away a small black seed from the counter.
Lydia Davis
Two Departures from Rilke
Terrified past panic, strict lines collapsed,
Steven Cramer
Since Childhood & The Virgin’s Miracles translated by Don Schofield
Think of the body on the sand,
Liana Sakelliou
The Last Few Feet
And so the thyme fell and spilled a neat pile
John A. Nieves
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