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A Brief Portfolio of Six Poems
The pond flattered the foliage,
John Skoyles
The gift of putting something down…
The gift of putting something down, he had yet to discover it--letting it slide from his grip.
Stephen Dobyns
I open the windows.
What I wanted
Jane Hirshfield
SOME FAITH
God we need rain. And white flowers.
Barbara Ras
Night Pieces
The hickories live close by—
Stephen Knauth
Morning, Redux | Drift Road
Another morning in the obscure,
William Logan
LOOKING AT DAD
To see my father not seeing me with
Tiberiu Neacșu
An Invasion
We waited and waited, or by we
Chad Parmenter
Whose Sky, Between | Rape of America. So, it appears
A name that meant sound of an owl’s hard fall, another day of blood gunned to al
Margo Berdeshevsky
The Lord Is a Man of War | Far Desert Region | The Day-Shift Sleeps, | [Does the war want
The Lord is a man of war
Katie Ford
Snow and Minerals
Rouge. It’s not a rose, it’s rouge.
Tomaž Šalamun
My Fjord | Someone Else’s Someone Else
I will sail through my own fjord and I will name the fjord My Fjord.
Lee Upton
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