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Elegy
The floor is littered with clothes I once wore
Emily Fragos
She Painted Artichokes
You had nothing to say so you painted some splendid artichokes
Emmanuel Moses
from Brexit suivi de la migration des murs (Les Éditions Diable Vauvert 2020) Translated from French by Nathan Dize and Siobhan Meï
Once upon a poster, let’s call it
James Noël
Three Poems
Every time I try to walk
Carolyn Guinzio
It may well be, behind your back – one need only look back | Out of the crimson dawn one third the size of an icon’s
It may well be, behind your back – one need only look back –
Mikhail Eremin
From “The Last Letter of My Body”, translated from Russian by Anne O. Fisher
it’s winter here: the winter rains come, the roses bloom
Alex Averbuch
Before the rebirth | The harvest field | Song of love present
No flowers here
Andrée Chedid
Ode to My Dap
Soon as I get my dap down
Partridge Boswell
Classmate
I was at the beach talking with someone else
Betsy Sholl
IT’S A CLASS THING
She looked better
Annette Barnes
The Science of Departures
We study the departure screen and
Adalber Salas Hernández
Pompeii
Because the worst catastrophes
Michelle Bitting
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