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Perspective and Day Sex Ode
I have often confused the expression center of gravity, first
Kathy Fagan
DEATH MARCH
Carry her the way it has to hurt:
Terese Svoboda
Glimmer Train | Strike-Slip
Redwinged blackbirds in the cattail pond—
Arthur Sze
After Reading Charles Wright I Turn Out the Light and Listen to the Rain
Protestant American darkness
Maurice Manning
from The Seven Deadly Sins
You had always expected a sonnet from me
Daniel Bourne
On Brueghel’s Massacre of the Innocents
He’s switched the scene from Bethlehem
William Trowbridge
High Finance
You looked up and saw across the field
Sophie Cabot Black
Shame
Why did I want a Queen Conch shell
Sandy Solomon
Photographs, 1949 | Retiree
In one, they pose, grinning straight at the Kodak,
Sydney Lea
Rondeau and Song
She would have yawned to see a Pharaoh’s fall,
Hailey Leithauser
MOMMY HARANGUES POOR RANDAL | TO RANDAL, CROW-STEALER, LORD OF THE GREENHOUSE
Money is self-comprehending,
Max Ritvo
Strange that Penelope
does not question or pray in a selfish manner
Katherine Soniat
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