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Three Poems by Abba Kovner translated from Hebrew by Rachel Neve-Midbar
I am not holding a mirage
Abba Kovner
Handel in London, 1741
Wedged in a chair near the open window,
Floyd Skloot
On Thumbing Through Smith’s Recognizable Patterns of Human Malformation
And what of the bird-headed dwarfs
Alan Shapiro
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
Cigar Box Banjo
Blind Willie Johnson could coax
Kim Addonizio
Ayotzinapa
We bite the shadow
David Huerta
The gift of putting something down…
The gift of putting something down, he had yet to discover it--letting it slide from his grip.
Stephen Dobyns
Bad Harvest
Does my name take your tongue’s
Dzvinia Orlowsky
The Triumphs of 1974 & A Self-Guided Tour of Machu Picchu, OR Please, Sir/Madam, Step Away from the Edge of the Abyss
Moneyless, we moved to Cali,
John Wall Barger
Market Day
Python belt on my jeans.
Jo-Ann Mort
My Shame & Sanctuary
At first that howl suggests an overbearing parent
Julie Bruck
N27P23 (2/2/14) | N27P26 (2/7/14) | N27P29 (2/9/14)
suddenly here
Hank Lazer
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