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Moving the Piano and From the Cliff
Compact and gleaming, black and white,
Rachel Hadas
Perfect Air
Put book down
Ted Greenwald
RETURN OF THE HERO
So they brought in a bird for him,
Brian Swann
On History
His father’s boss was a Millerite—
Wayne Miller
REVENANT
Salt and sour bait
Tara Skurtu
A Poem Translated from Greek by Alex de Voogt
He went inside the café where they would go together.
Constantine P. Cavafy
ELEGY WITH FULL DRESS BLUES
Early in our marriage I would stand
Jehanne Dubrow
If He Had Missed It Would Have Killed Him
my uncle said of the dog pa shot
Brionne Janae
IT’S 4PM IN THE E.R. AND I AM REARRANGED WITH A SMALL SADNESS
I don't know what made me think
Sonja Halvorson
The Big Blow
After the snow-soused April gale I wandered
Sydney Lea
Faust 1972
This time, Faust was a nursing mother --
Sharon Olds
Three Poems
His Majesty’s flock of Spanish sheep at Kew is most grievously afflicted...
Rachel Careau
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