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Poems

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  • To Anything at All

    Our father who is neither ours nor a father but farther and nearer,

  • Petrarch’s Poem 269, from Rerum vulgarium fragmenta, translated from Italian by Lee Harlin Bahan

    The high column and the green laurel

  • Fox and Piñata

    I saw my first movie

  • Wooden Boards

    My father carefully rolls his pant leg up, places his leg between two wide boards. He tells my mother to jump hard on

  • Mishap

    At the soiree, a hot ticket zooms off with a hot potato into the toy

  • A Place

    As a foreigner, I wasted a lot of energy

  • New Home

    This house has no prehistory,

  • Revolver

    His face was a festival.  Inside it,

  • Thanksgiving Chorus

    Kindergarteners beautiful and dumb

  • from Devil Mutant Child

    Exactly the hair I wanted,

  • For Night to Fall

    You could tell from the start that the best

  • The All-Overs, This is Where God Stays When He’s in Town and Mr. Jackson’s Killer

    I like words like gallimaufry, tawdry, billingsgate—braggadocio! Rodomontade.