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WHO did the blue school
who bruised the wound
Eleni Sikelianos
Your Brother’s Face
You believe your brother will come down
Christopher Howell
The Shadow of Love
A man falls in love with a shadow
Nin Andrews
A Poem and Two Fables
The breeze this morning pulls on the surface of the bay,
Sally Bliumis-Dunn
Velvetleaf
Tick of sweet clover, swinecress parasite, did you have a music
Jane Springer
Masque
Lamplight blue cushions
David Baker
Wartime Pantoum
Were the mountain women sold as slaves
Marilyn Hacker
Raccoon in a Trap
The kidskin of his clever paws
Mark Wunderlich
DOMESTIC
Another word for kid is it. You always love but do not always like it.
Adrian Blevins
Throw it All Away
My granddaughter who. The one alive in speech descends. A plate
Jeffrey Skinner
Grand Marais Estuary, in Fog (after the painting by Stanley Krohmer)
Color of ice, or heaps of snow, gray-blue, slate.
Patricia Clark
Nurse at a Bus Stop
The slow traffic takes a good long look.
Simon Armintage
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