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Sharp Noises at Night
When I travel to the Midwest, trains
Marge Piercy
FOUNTAIN
Dogwood white knuckle it through January, February, March:
Kathy Fagan
All Night, Give or Take a Sloppy Hour
My neighbor’s patio light burns like an ember, burns cleanly, never mind circadian rhythms and light pollution,
Lance Larsen
Thetis
We see her through her element, not
Ricardo Pau-Llosa
Notes Toward a Treatise on the Atlantic Periwinkle
None knows the song devoted to winkles.
Jennifer Atkinson
A Brief Portfolio
Faces pass by like unheard explanations
William Olsen
At the Cemetery
Cloud cover from horizon to horizon
Alan Shapiro
Who Are You?
who are you? the effect of well fed herds?
Tomaž Šalamun
A Lean-to at the End of the Galaxy
You fire a fiction deep into my brain
Jonathan Weinert
Seesaw
The sun was overhead. The playground steamed.
Bhisham Bherwani
CHINATOWN
I almost bought a lucky dragon
Anatoly Kudryavitsky
When We Make Lifelines, the Universe Breathes a Little Easier
When night becomes heavy, I break a hole
Kelli Russell Agodon
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