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A God | A Poet | “Facesti come quei che va di notte…” | The Mocking of Ceres
Here lies a god who was obtuse, just like us.
Yves Bonnefoy
A Tall Bird
on the one hand, beauty remains.
Dan Coman
FIREFLIES
Evenings when the children
Jennifer O’Grady
Three Poems
Woman in Drugstore, Receptionist, Counter Lady with Change for a Quarter, Clubwoman, Saleslady, Train Passenger
David Trinidad
Che Fai Di Bello
They are burning the fields in
Angie Estes
The Rosy Tones
the rosy tones
Karen Volkman
Three Poems
Being adopted means I have choices on “The Meaning of Your Name”
John Gallaher
THE BEAR IN THE WHEELCHAIR
The bedside window is cracked a little, for fresh air presumably, and a lopsided venetian blind bangs softly in a
Michael Van Walleghen
Arcs and Oedipus Ux
No shame in appreciating
Charles O. Hartman
That’s How We Met translated by Chenxin Jiang
If only I didn’t have to grow up
Yau Ching
Three poems from The Abduction by Maram Al-Masri, translated from French by Hélène Cardona
I hugged him
Maram Al-Masri
I prefer synthetic grass
no roots no worm
Jane Medved
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