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Other People’s Pain & Charade
Remember her eating pad thai and grimacing
Adam Scheffler
Handel in London, 1741
Wedged in a chair near the open window,
Floyd Skloot
Embryo
All morning, pitting the apricots
Gemma Gorga
FOUNTAIN
Dogwood white knuckle it through January, February, March:
Kathy Fagan
Three Poems
Somewhere in Brooklyn, a nurse walks out of the hospital where I was born,
Gerry LaFemina
Ever Wish We’d Gone Beyond Being Friends? and My Auto Dealership
You asked. I’m remembering the vacation island
Scott Withiam
I’LL CALL YOU THIS AFTERNOON,
I’ll call you nowhere, now
Angie Estes
On Being Mused Upon
Reading his poems, you recognize yourself
Carol Moldaw
Alexandru (1904 – 1984)
You cross the hill by wagon to Românești. Airplanes stretch ropes of milk in our way not unlike the wire you’d
Moni Stanila
GHAZAL 4
How sullen we’ve become in the belly of the empire;
Deema K. Shehabi
On History
His father’s boss was a Millerite—
Wayne Miller
Trespass and Dante Confidential
That is not your poem to write, she says.
Marilyn Kallet
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