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In Waterplace Park on Our 15th Anniversary
I’m waiting for you on the bank of the river,
Julie Danho
American Upanishad (IV)
The I is a pillar,
Amit Majmudar
Redeye | The Window’s Water
that never sets,
Terese Svoboda
Scene from a Photograph in a Dream
What was I doing in my childhood room again?
Jeffrey Harrison
The Piece
Some years ago I painted the room gray.
Miguel Avero
Fairy Tale
Would that squat toad, before my eyes,
William Wenthe
Arête | Eurydice
The Hemingway who wrote three stories in a crummy hotel
Brian Culhane
Portrait of My Father as a Snake
I was dead. The hospital around me
Tom Sleigh
A History of Mirrors
We’ve accidentally collided with something real tonight
Colin Pope
From The Little Book of Passage
Ecco il fiume che mi allarga lo sguardo, che mi attraversa la fronte.
Franca Mancinelli
Three Poems
It was a beauty, made by the Hmong in Laos
Julie Bruck
Jerry Garcia in a Somerville Parking Lot
Past midnight, a man in his late 60s, tall, with long
Lloyd Schwartz
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