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The Immortality Ode
Bill Evans is quiet, fingers still above the keys, But ready to begin again and
Brian Culhane
Will flames lap? Leap? | The Country Stairs
Will flames lap? Leap?
Cynthia Hogue
A Toy Airplane
The tumor
Kevin Prufer
Archaic Rayon Kamehameha
Blue eyes like dusty Santa Rosa plums,
Sandra McPherson
In the Next Life and The Office of Apology
When I become the most trusted translator of your poems
Jessica Greenbaum
What if Cat Stevens was a dog person? | Thus, always to tryrants | The Seamstress
Someone offered me an olive branch
Steve Castro
Light and Dark
I like that the word light is powerful and yet so gentle, like a good man.
John Poch
Rondeau and Song
She would have yawned to see a Pharaoh’s fall,
Hailey Leithauser
Sky
What you draw as a blue stripe high above
Maggie Smith
Three Poems
Resingeing his right palm each take,
Adam Tavel
The Book of Before All This
They're retrieving what's retrievable.
Marianne Boruch
Fatherless Daughters
In Springtime, abandoned daughters burst like myopic butterflies with binoculars
Meg Pokrass
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