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Keith Waldrop
The Easy Way to Stop Drinking
We are as flies in a pitcher plant,
Kim Addonizio
Auntie Deluvian and Alien On The Ark: Two by Two
Deep-time they called it when King Dumuzid the Shepherd
Terese Svoboda
Dealing with the Forbidden & How It Begins
I've a talent for throwing things away.
Alice Friman
Once I loved an opera singer from Spain
for 15 days, maybe 20.
Karen Paul Holmes
Since Childhood & The Virgin’s Miracles translated by Don Schofield
Think of the body on the sand,
Liana Sakelliou
FREE VERSE
Small woods upon an incline
Donald Revell
The Just Measure and Eels
I stay here on the balcony after the rain, peering at the sky of a rocky landscape,
Ioan Flora
A Brief Portfolio
I said goodbye to a friend who left a hole filled
Bruce Bond
Poem of the Quotidian
Night falls so swiftly in this part of town
Ruy Belo
Fish Belly Poem and a poem by Wang Yuyang translated by Arthur Sze
Dr. Xia Kejun said today:
Wang Jiaxin
December, First Frost
A small green house sits beside the highway, darkening in maple shade.
David Bottoms
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