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You Don’t Drink Wine? and I Tremble: Two poems by Rumi
What? You don’t drink wine? Infidel, begone!
Jalal al-Din Rumi
Fret Not
Opening the door for the first time since
Molly Peacock
A Terribly Sentimental Fork
As unmined silver,
Amy Gerstler
Three Poems
My fingers grow white with winter, blood
Traci Brimhall
Magical Thinking
My dog does not question
Lisa Russ Spaar
Poem by Jahangir Hossain translated from the Bengali by Lloyd Schwartz with Jahangir Hossain
I’ve come again—
Jahangir Hossain
Could Someone Please Check on My Mother?
When the young man thought about the history of poetry
Kevin Prufer
WHY WE NEED UNIONS
If the lion wants more
Stephen Dunn
So Much More Mournful than Before
This morning, remembering the end
Lawrence Raab
Sullen Art
Someone will write a poem called Charlottesville,
Kim Addonizio
A Brief Portfolio
Shoulders slouched, neck one step ahead of her body,
Mihaela Moscaliuc
HOW IT IS WITH THE MEEK
They are pulverized into earth
Major Jackson
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