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The New Odyssey Concordance
This is not the Odyssey
Beatriu Delaveda
In the Golden Silence of Vineyards & My Wine translated by Paula Bohince
In the golden silence of vineyards,
Corrado Govoni
Paying a Blind Man to Wash and Wax My Car
Maybe they’re right, friends who mock me,
Helen Pruitt Wallace
July 4th
Tarred roads starting to buckle,
William Logan
She Said She Saw Vowels
underneath her birdfeeder
Angie Estes
The Mind Sliding
around inside the scene:
Wayne Miller
from THE CITY OF PARIS HAS YOU IN MIND TONIGHT
When G died began the midnight panic attacks.
Deborah Landau
One poem from “claus and the scorpion”
over lara and among the laras that inhabit lara
Lara Dopazo Ruibal
Ancestors
Farther back than my grandmother
Fred D’Aguiar
from Sleeping with Bashō
Growing out of clouds like a cedar tree—
David Trinidad
Dust
You return with us to the grave,
Hoyt Rogers
Two Views of Bercy
It seems that the sun has stopped and will move no more
Jacques Réda
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