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From A Line By Kawabata
A solitary shadow in stillness
Ron Slate
Mid-March
If, when I sit here in my study
Stewart Moss
A Brief Portfolio
As if overnight, the flowering pear tree
Alice Friman
Music Class | Hymnals and Revivals
Kids learned to play
Andrea Cohen
Some Answers
No, I will not change.
Martha Silano
Olympia
The ancient Greeks knew how to pick out a sacred spot,
Barbara Hamby
Dark Enough
I found her long black coat
Dean Young
And
And
Keith Waldrop
Fidelity
Heaven-selvage, twilight eyelet opened
Kimberly Johnson
The Freud Museum
It’s 1938. Here’s moss on red brick
Ruth Padel
Mass on the Beach
I’m trying not to wonder if the priest
Lexi Pelle
Head of a Woman with the Horns of a Ram
I used to curse the sidewalk ice
Katie Hartsock
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