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You Don’t Drink Wine? and I Tremble: Two poems by Rumi
What? You don’t drink wine? Infidel, begone!
Jalal al-Din Rumi
Pomade
It has been so long since anyone has touched it
David Keplinger
Sources And Outcomes & Through The Hospital Corridor
Too many moons crossing in solitude
Dennis Sampson
My Polish and Another Poem
When I try to thank it, it shushes me. Then illuminates my way to the Exit.
Rick Hilles
Spectacle | Dear Bathtub | Freeway
Your eyewear and my eyewear,
Sherman Alexie
All the Shrimp I Can Eat
They are swimming away from me at the speed of light
Timothy Donnelly
Two Poems translated from Romanian by Monica Cure
In the first three days I heard my mother
Dan Sociu
THE HARVARD CLASSICS
My grandfather bought a set for his living room,
William Trowbridge
I Became Friends | When I Was Fifteen | I Can Recall
I became friends with a girl who was in the institution with me, also fifteen, also getting shock treatment, a girl who
Paola Antonetta Susanne
Masque
Lamplight blue cushions
David Baker
I’m a Witch!
It is standard for women
Christopher Crawford
Thetis
We see her through her element, not
Ricardo Pau-Llosa
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