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  • ON SILVER SPOONS

    The Golliwog spoon, we called it, the handle shaped like a head with heavy-lidded eyes and a thick-

  • Dust

    You return with us to the grave,

  • [I encircle you] translated by Sasha Dugdale

    I encircle you as a zone of mountains, granite corona

  • Home Life

    I was sitting still in an armchair

  • SOME FAITH

    God we need rain. And white flowers.

  • Madame Bovary, c’est moi

    If we were all as kind to each other

  • Grandpa David Told Me Once of Carpathia, a Place He had Never Been

    His hospital topped

  • Were We So Fragile?

    What promises didn’t you deliver, beautiful Life!

  • A Meeting

    Of all the disappointments

  • knell & i object i object i object

    the chit-a’click-chit of a squirrel

  • Of Shine

    What makes it

  • ON PAINTING THE SISTINE CHAPEL: MICHELANGELO TO GIOVANNI DA PISTOIA

    This damn job’s given me a goiter –