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Petrarch’s Poem 269, from Rerum vulgarium fragmenta, translated from Italian by Lee Harlin Bahan
The high column and the green laurel
Francesco Petrarca
Dear Lucinda Williams and Dear Jules
A power in proximity to terror, the lower middle-class sublime of a car’s back seat,
Bruce Smith
Vocal
Outgrown, the prairie lot
Elisabeth Murawski
The Day
Day I didn’t blink and the day was gone.
Thomas Lux
The Water Returns
The water returns. The pools teem with newborn fish.
Vadim Mesyats
Two Poems
I thought I bought more soap
Charles O. Hartman
Widow
You cannot consider yourself a widow just because the full moon has gone
David Shumate
Two Poems
burdens are from
Hank Lazer
Winter | Untitled
Let this winter pass into another winter.
Ester Naomi Perquin
Three Ghazals
When I woke in the night, I walked to the center of the dream.
Nicole Callihan and Zoë Ryder White
Elegy
The breeze this morning pulls on the surface of the bay
Sally Bliumis-Dunn
MISSA CORONA SPINEA Good Friday, Macomb County
On one side of one dumpster
Greg Sendi
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