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Bedtime Story
It wasn’t only my father who believed in the romanticism of war
Bruce Cohen
Confusing Myself with the Whippoorwill
Today, I was a madness of regrettable actions. At the convenience store, I eyed the cashiers warily as they slouched in
Christopher Kennedy
Three Poems from a Work in Progress
Deer in the backyard, Schubert’s ninth
David Lehman
Leave It Lay Where Jesus Flung It
What a colossal wrong fall she took—that mastodon caught
Jane Springer
The Mercies of Noah’s Wife
Among the most measly of beasts, she has her pets,
Martin Galvin
Shot | Total Eclipse
Don’t be distracted by
Joseph Campana
The Insurgency of Tears is to Eradicate Sadness and Hold Joy as Close as the Moon
Mike’s at The Whitney.
Matthew Lippman
flail, snap, struggle & These Long Afternoons
strangle, some eaten out by an infestation
Jill Bialosky
Stone Arabia
The horses bisect the field
Mark Wunderlich
In a Pile of Pictures
The man—young enough to be my son—
Sandy Solomon
DERRIÈRE LE MUR ANTI-BRUIT/PROMENADES EN ÎLE-DE-FRANCE by Chantal Bizzini translated by J. Bradford Anderson
Pourquoi le rez-de-chaussée
Chantal Bizzini
Oracle, Mallarmé & Stone
A broken rib could be the sign
Bruce Bond
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