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  • Ebbtide

    He said one day when we are old, we—

  • To a Man in Rags Holding Out a Cup | A 100-year-old Man Asks Me to Write about Something

    I don’t have much

  • Three Poems

    Mud to your waist. Beside you, six men probing with broken

  • AFTER A FUNERAL

    After the service and reception hour

  • Preludium

    In The Odyssey,

  • On Not Translating Polish Poets

    Were it not

  • Communion

    Yes, I will take home the meeting bread,

  • Notes From Sick Rooms

    Who really wants to be a caregiver?

  • The Host of Turns

    We were gathered in this kind of circus-tent,

  • A Brief Portfolio

    As if overnight, the flowering pear tree

  • Strychnine Tree

    Stranger under this love-sick tree, lapful of terminal clusters

  • In the Supermarket of Orgasms

    Some nights I feel so alone in my longing for you, love, alone in my supermarket of orgasms as I cruise the aisles of