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Block Party
Start Me Up! was what started it--Monica Litzkus from up
David Huddle
Nudes I & II
Once she crosses the threshold
Leeya Mehta
YAWP
I long to move closer
Robert Nazarene
Sullen Art
Someone will write a poem called Charlottesville,
Kim Addonizio
Brothers
Who eats with a jaw half-cranked with counterweight
Laura Kolbe
Nail tr. by Anita Gopalan
A piece of heart that doesn’t pain on breaking
Geet Chaturvedi
Dawn Without Sun & Mist Gently Smothers Sight
Dawn without sun
André du Bouchet
City Harbor
How often we come to a headland and a city opens,
Carol Frost
Gifts | The List
Books, your books, and blocks
Robin Behn
Four Square and Enthralled
Mornings I’m grateful to my nightly self
Charles O. Hartman
Before Summer Rain
Then, out of the green of the grove,
Rainer Maria Rilke
Eight Poems
An Amazon can be used for so much. The ashtray
Marie Lundquist
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