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After Ungaretti
For the sake of argument, which
Christopher Buckley
Regret
Later in life, we enter the neighborhood
Anton Yakovlev
Poem in the Old Style
At the beginning of the play Hecuba was mourning her great losses. She made lists, blamed the Gods: they could
Ira Sadoff
Two poems by Rafael Alberti translated from Spanish by Lorna Shaughnessy
Already, a year asleep, some one not waiting
Rafael Alberti
Berlin
We see the public statues
Sally Bliumis-Dunn
Tolstoi Learned to Ride a Bike at an Age When Most of Us Cash in Chips by Annette Barnes & Stuart Friebert
There we were, watching the parade, while he climbed up
Annette Barnes
David
we wait in an arc with flashlights
Marilyn A. Johnson
AUDITION
Once through an ancient stage door, past a sign
Carol Muske-Dukes
BUSH | SERIAL
Warms thieves.
Diane Vreuls
LETTERS FROM EDINBURGH
some deluge loafing letter
Drew Milne
Endecasyllabics: About the Women (Alma, Ruthie)
The lion-maned poet holds court on our blue
Carolyne Wright
Riddle
The chair is not far from the bed
Norman Dubie
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