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Three Poems translated from Argentinian Spanish by Lorena Wolfman
Entering the house from the back without letting anyone know,
María Casiraghi
Ghazal, After Ferguson
Somebody go & ask Biggie to orate
Yusef Komunyakaa
ARCHIMEDES
Bent over the plate, she studies
Alan Shapiro
Happy Hour & Babies Cry at 5:03 pm
Marcy lets us play
Nancy Kangas
The White Door and White Green Red Tree Stone Sun
I made an offering and left the shore.
Rachel Hadas
The Interview
Where is your wheel? Your bike-body? Sturdy-car-self?
Mary Buchinger
Elegy for a Landscaper
The holes we find scraped out at the edge
Brendan Galvin
LOVE HAS BIG TEETH | Route 140, Sixty Miles North of Winnemucca
You, in New Hampshire,
Tom Crawford
She Leans
A house: scoured and scarred by wind, its unpainted
Lisa Russ Spaar
Given Plums
Early July my sister and I filled two sacks of plums from our orchard. We shook each tree until the ripest orbs fell
Dzvinia Orlowsky
Ready to Be the Lover She Remembers Forever
The gods are everywhere
Hsia Yü
Soldier’s Wife in the Aftermath
After the great war I stepped inside
Andrea Read
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