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Ebbtide
He said one day when we are old, we—
Lynne Thompson
The Sailor’s Love Song and Irish Whiskey
When I was young I burned to be
Peter Meinke
Movie and Two Little Miners
When I was ten they took me into a coal mine
Martha Collins
You, Reader, As I Imagine You
Why is it awkward to acknowledge
Chase Twichell
Rare Moment
A clear choice
Lia Purpura
A History of Mirrors
We’ve accidentally collided with something real tonight
Colin Pope
Dollymix translated from Swedish by Kristina Andersson Bicher
You – in a violet dress. A radiant, billowing circle in a wreath of sun.
Hanna Riisager
Rizal Stadium, World War II
He was almost home, poor guy.
Ron Smith
Old, Two, Not, Wrote
letters to an old poet
Hank Lazer
War Poems
Mangled tanks at rest on the roadway's shoulder.
Philip Fried
After Callimachus
Goddess of parturition, listen when Cleo
Stephanie Burt
Poet at the Mall & Neuromythology
Because language begins in body
Pamela Hart
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