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Two poems by Sandra Moussempès, translated from French by Carrie Chappell and Amanda Murphy
A house stands out from the rest of the forest, emptied of its occupants for centuries
Sandra Moussempès
Seventh Circle
And after the fight the moment of awakening
Tom Sleigh
The Gifts
The closet where the black sweaters hang. Where the game of backgammon is played
Daniel Bourne
One and a Half Poems
Well it began with a microburst from the North when the moon
Patrick Donnelly
THE LEAVES HAVE NO PITY
gathering under the porch like abandoned promises,
Diane Wakoski
A Prayer
Praise the scent of wood
Laura Johanna Braverman
Portrait | The Traveler
Recollections of my infancy: a patio in Seville,
Antonio Machado
Relapse
I loved bar light,
Maxine Scates
Who Will Plant the Seeds of Svalbard and Orchard Fruit: Grafting
as far north you go as night you go night
Ginny Threefoot
Undelivered letter from the Rev. Charles Smale to The Times, 1874 | Xiuhmolpilli, or The Binding of the Years, November 1507*
We have spent too long debating Darwin in these pages
Jonathan Taylor
Leave It Lay Where Jesus Flung It
What a colossal wrong fall she took—that mastodon caught
Jane Springer
Three Poems from “Where Are the Trees Going”
Inhabited uninhabited house subject to the air’s structure
Vénus Khoury-Ghata
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