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Nocturne
Last night a barred owl swept across the road,
John Hoppenthaler
You Have to Lead the Sheep
A dream struck a dream
Sylva Fischerová
Mid-March
If, when I sit here in my study
Stewart Moss
Naked City
Apprehended in Herald Square carrying the head of his sister-in-law
Ron Slate
The dream and Useless is as useless doesn’t
For awhile I had a drawer full of electronic stuff,
Bob Hicok
Paradise
Our little vacation town in Spain is packed. The driving, slow. Things have changed
Denise Duhamel
HOW IT IS WITH THE MEEK
They are pulverized into earth
Major Jackson
Me & Whiskey
Collided hard
Robert Nazarene
Three poems from Kembang Kertas (Balinese for bougainvillea) in Filipino and Kinaray-a
Here, we are told
John Iremil Teodoro
THE COURTING
In every dark jazz club, in each smoky corner
Tara Betts
Ubi Sunt
In the bottom left corner of Pennsylvania,
Joseph Bathanti
Slow Thinker
Audiences love the slow
Andrea Cohen
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