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Hapax Legomenon
Literally “thing said once,
Danielle Blau
Two Poems
I didn't know it then, but we were learning Italian...
Christopher Buckley
The List
Branches shiver as if a wand
John Skoyles
Petrarch’s Poem 269, from Rerum vulgarium fragmenta, translated from Italian by Lee Harlin Bahan
The high column and the green laurel
Francesco Petrarca
Sunflower
Relapse my maze
Fady Joudah
Fallow Ground & Geometries of Exile (or)
your washboard hands
Daniele Pantano
A Sampler
As you hold your breath, like a watchman waiting for sunrise. Let’s replace immediacy with a swift cataclysm, replace
Ana Gorria
Inauguration Day
Yes, like thousands of joyful poets today
Maura Stanton
Mindfulness Training in La Jolla
That summer of Pokémon-go,
Carol Moldaw
Resumé
Families shame you;
Kim Addonizio
Yellowphant and Don’t Forget
The circus so yellow and red stands on two feet,
Terese Svoboda
cedar top goddesses from phil’s sawmill | ozark sonnet
The cedar goddesses lie down on saw-horses
Andrei Codrescu
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