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January and The Marrow
Greetings from the first darkness,
Elaine Equi
Late Elegy for Charlotte
You were about to sail the Seine.
Lynn Emanuel
On the Banks of the Allegheny
We had started over again—
William Logan
Three Poems
Being adopted means I have choices on “The Meaning of Your Name”
John Gallaher
Blue Rim
Set the table with your heirloom
Deborah Allbritain
FOUNTAIN
Dogwood white knuckle it through January, February, March:
Kathy Fagan
A Brief Portfolio
Faces pass by like unheard explanations
William Olsen
The Occupant Imagines the House as a Great Fish & Eight Things…
It has already swallowed a century, each year a silver iridescent scale. For eight, she has lived in its belly,
Jennifer Maier
Vita Nova
Born on the outskirts of the Romanian kingdom
Katia Kapovich
The Shell
When I picked it up from the sand
J. Allyn Rosser
Hymn of the Squirrels, Echidna Tremens and Singled Out
Not an issue of ‘variety’, of red, brown, grey and black,
John Kinsella
ON HANDSHAKES
There are firm ones. Soft, almost boneless ones. Hardy/hearty ones. Two-handed ones, cocooning. Congratulatory
DeWitt Henry
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