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Calendars Do Not Hold Fortunes
One day you're old and thankful. One day
Kelli Russell Agodon
Ever Wish We’d Gone Beyond Being Friends? and My Auto Dealership
You asked. I’m remembering the vacation island
Scott Withiam
Snow Day, by Jerome Sala
The camera in the other room points and clicks
Jerome Sala
the midwest sheds its skin
& leaves it clinging to a fence post
Doug Ramspeck
The Poets
They are farmers, really--
Linda Pastan
An Island
Toward the end of the island
Steve Kronen
SMOKE GHOST SMOKE
Its smell didn't wake my husband
Nancy Mitchell
From Rainer Maria Rilke’s Die Sonette an Orpheus / The Sonnets to Orpheus translated from German by John Rosenwald
O fountain-mouth, you gift-giver, you mouth
Rainer Maria Rilke
from Landscapes on a Train
There once was a church. There once was a steeple. These things fall into
Cole Swensen
Crow Poison
stumbled drunkenly
Jules Jacob and Sonja Johanson
A Nocturnal Upon Saint Charles Yeager’s Day
Here comes that sonic boom
Kimberly Johnson
Three Poems
These dead again and again
Simon Perchik
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