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AFTER A FUNERAL
After the service and reception hour
Ted Kooser
The Widow at Point Reyes and Broncoscopy
She sat for an hour watching 10,000 tiny silver fish
Chard deNiord
CYCLORAMA
Only with such care could history take form.
Christopher Kempf
Me & Whiskey
Collided hard
Robert Nazarene
She Dog | Mermaid
A ticky rain of blood from
Terese Svoboda
The Last Harvest
Of course the snake is still here
J.P. Dancing Bear
Three Poems
I dropped a sprig of laurel into your grave
Karl Kirchwey
A Brief History
When I close my eyes I can still hear
Christopher Buckley
Beipei, Low Water, Winter 1985
Li Ping is peeling
Andrea Lingenfelter
Early Christianity: A Poem | Rome
OK, says James, let them keep their foreskins.
Ron Smith
Three Ghazals
When I woke in the night, I walked to the center of the dream.
Nicole Callihan and Zoë Ryder White
On Either Side of the Word Lie
The letters that must be taken away
Phillis Levin
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