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December, First Frost
A small green house sits beside the highway, fading into maple shade.
David Bottoms
Ocean Park
Call this landscape abstract if the world’s splendour
Ranjit Hoskote
The Last Plume Poems
the year that is when Churchill begged
Stuart Friebert
Strength
After the storm
Hélène Cardona
AN OTHER ROSE: FOR HENRI MICHAUX | FROM “ROSES: DEDICATIONS” | SINGING “ WITHOUT PEOPLE” | UNTITLED
There is an other rose – soul of my kith and kin!
Gennady Aygi
PHYSICS, ETC.
Everything and everybody are always doing something.
Arthur Vogelsang
Trio of Bloom, “Unreal Light” performed by Craig Taborn, Nels Cline and Marcus Gilmore, Produced by David Breskin
produced by David Breskin
Craig Taborn
from Border Crossings
On dark nights when I have no words of my
Dennis Maloney
The Loneliness of His Death
I like to think there’s a place where all the poets go
Sharon Dolin
36.
A woman was choked by a metal shackle
Louis Calaferte
Small Scenes without Apology
Remember the daughters.
Lauren Camp
Apology to My Husband’s Snore
You goosehonk, one-note oboe or contrabassoon.
Karen Paul Holmes
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