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Brasserie and An Annunciation of Blue
We’re somehow in Closerie des Lilas,
Ron Smith
Wraith
I never walk past that gate I don’t recall a rifle butt, two sharp yelps,
Davis McCombs
Fresco
We stayed in a monastery cut up into condos, ours with a terrace of dried-up papery roses overlooking Fiesole.
Idris Anderson
Summer circa 1967-2xxx
My mother & the other ladies
Jo-Ann Mort
In a Valley & Theorems of Reason
Hello to the theorems of reason, hidden
Phillis Levin
First Communion, forty-two and the unnamed
I shall sit here, on this bench,
Kristian Koželj
Poem with Allusions
The thoughts that come on little cat feet
Jay Parini
YA KNOW? | LITTLE-KNOWN ROYAL COGNOMENS
It’s been one of those days
William Trowbridge
the kitchen song
so strong a wind
Zhu Zhu
The Child and I
I wanted to go fishing one day,
Martinus Nijhoff
I Decided to Weigh My Head
Was it really as heavy as it felt?
John Brehm
And This is How It Happens
Because I have been happily
Peter Cooley
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