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In Purgatory
Not easy.
Lloyd Schwartz
Tom’s Sublet and Without Longing, What?
Once, a long time ago in Rome, I was bathed
Alice Friman
Two Poems
In Vietnam, we rowed an old wooden boat
Jim Daniels
The House
With stained red awnings
Mihaela Moscaliuc
Over
Suddenly, it’s over, and I hear!
Laura Kasischke
A God | A Poet | “Facesti come quei che va di notte…” | The Mocking of Ceres
Here lies a god who was obtuse, just like us.
Yves Bonnefoy
Eating the Madeleine
I remember the scut of it:
Jan Freeman
The Lesson
It seems to me you don’t dare express yourself
Stuart Dybek
Molt & Clean Water Act
Neither here nor there, you don’t fit.
Dore Kiesselbach
Cache
Here lies a hectic site, la Cité
Angie Estes
Why the Sphinx Likes Riddles and Episodic
What she did,
Rae Armantrout
Magical Thinking
My dog does not question
Lisa Russ Spaar
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