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At the Cemetery
Cloud cover from horizon to horizon
Alan Shapiro
Diptych
I’m hammering nails into the stretchers,
Alice Rose George
IN PROFILE
Words hung into silence
Sylva Fischerová
The Night Was Born
This night was born in an old and dust-filled pantry, and yesterday’s – in the
Alexander Ulanov
IN JANUARY
Low sky, slow air, and nothing much
Julie Bruck
Borges at Dolphin Books: New Orleans, 1982
He props his cane between Maps & True Crime,
David Wojahn
Some Answers
No, I will not change.
Martha Silano
The Sun Pours Forth & An American in Paris
We are in a garden among friends
Stephen Ackerman
The Shadow of Love
A man falls in love with a shadow
Nin Andrews
The Headless Horseman | A Tune for Theremin Vox
The messenger was so dead they sent him
Anatoly Kudryavitsky
Corona & At a Time Like This
A miniscule David without
Linda Pastan
War Poems
Mangled tanks at rest on the roadway's shoulder.
Philip Fried
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