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The Fruit Bat of Taxidermy
Whoever the taxidermist was,
Melina Papadopoulos
Two Poems translated from Chinese by Liang Yujing
Darling, the bed you left at
Dai Weina
Hungarian Lesson and Snow Rapture
In Hungary, you know something like the palm of your hand,
J. Allyn Rosser
Antonio Gamoneda, from Book of the Cold (World Poetry Books, May 2022) translated from Spanish by Katherine M. Hedeen and Víctor Rodríguez Núñez
You smell the wet linens, your acids.
Antonio Gamoneda
A Hole in My Backyard
I get very nervous, I admit.
John Wall Barger
Storm Song, Monarch, Sultry Night and Galveston, 1900
Last night heat
Joseph Campana
The Fourth Walk
Among the ruined are the ruins. Rules even skies can wreck in shreds,
Cole Swensen
Three Poems
Lavishly robed and turbaned, the palmist
Robert Wrigley
Call & Response
In this last
David Rivard
Deceiving the Gods
The old Jews rarely admitted good fortune.
Ellen Bass
Ars Poetica
The shell of the papershell pecan can easily be broken
Angie Estes
GETTING READY THE HOUSE
My friend goes to visit his grave
Affonso Romano Sant’Anna
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