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Three More Claims to Fame
Claim to Fame #7 : Early Boyfriend
Lydia Davis
The Book of Guests
They gamboled toward me on the plain—two lambs
Chard deNiord
Checkerboard Mesa
Dear mesa, dome of rock, do you remember your deep past?
Robin Rosen Chang
Labyrinth (Lear)
A poorly timed abdication. A madness
Kathleen Graber
A WOMAN I KNEW ATE FIRE FOR BREAKFAST
And the light would tattoo itself across her mouth
Susan Rich
Valediction in Guatemala
We say goodbye in front
Susan Fuchtman
White Gauze Curtains
in them we see
Mary Mackey
February Elegy with Tulips on a Glass Table
It’s the yellow dust inside the tulips.
Alison Jarvis
Wartime Pantoum
Were the mountain women sold as slaves
Marilyn Hacker
Petrarch’s Poem 269, from Rerum vulgarium fragmenta, translated from Italian by Lee Harlin Bahan
The high column and the green laurel
Francesco Petrarca
A Brief Portfolio
I meant to be talking of the huge cargo ship
Joseph Millar
Holy Day
A holy day
Keith Althaus
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