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Poems

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  • Four Square and Enthralled

    Mornings I’m grateful to my nightly self

  • Two Poems

    The clarity of familiar faces

  • Yahrzeit

    This was the woman who remembered her childhood.

  • Two poems from “The Mistaken Place of Things”

    How to say hair

  • Anatomy of Late

    It looks like a fox, when it’s sleeping. No, its body

  • Tolstoi Learned to Ride a Bike at an Age When Most of Us Cash in Chips by Annette Barnes & Stuart Friebert

    There we were, watching the parade, while he climbed up

  • THINNING THE SPRUCES

    I’ve become ruthless with the spruces

  • A Brief Portfolio

    I said goodbye to a friend who left a hole filled

  • Unexceptional

    Except we were in love, or so it seemed.

  • The World As Sound

    I didn’t speak until I was five

  • Four a.m. and 40 Years Later

    Driving into my old city yesterday

  • Lyre

    Because it hangs from the center of the sky,