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Three Poems
Mud to your waist. Beside you, six men probing with broken
Lis Sanchez
A Convalescent Bed in a Field of Yellow Tulips
Your wires trail into a gopher hole.
Adam Tavel
BIRD
I lived between the hemisphere of songbirds and the hemisphere
Bruce Smith
LIKE
No other sound like it.
Carol Muske-Dukes
Difficulty
It's difficult
Rae Armantrout
When My Son Is Dead 14 Years
These are the years I bargain with God.
Alexis Rhone Fancher
A Brief Portfolio
the afternoons are perfect
T.R. Hummer
Two poems by Adélia Prado (from
Miserere
) translated from Brazilian Portuguese by Ellen Doré Watson
On what might be called a street,
Adélia Prado
A FLOW STONE IN CO. CLARE
You want to fathom me,
Daniel Tobin
Pain & Ophelia and the Nine-and-Fifty Swans
Where to stand
Brian Culhane
THE HARVARD CLASSICS
My grandfather bought a set for his living room,
William Trowbridge
Approximations
Waking up in a borrowed room, in a body
Oksana Maksymchuk
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