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Three Ballerinas & Blue Plaques
After the war, my father bought three little porcelain figurines in Germany, three
Richard Jones
Two Departures from Rilke
Terrified past panic, strict lines collapsed,
Steven Cramer
The Fruit Bat of Taxidermy
Whoever the taxidermist was,
Melina Papadopoulos
I’m Nothing
close to a Zen scholar,
Christopher Buckley
The Epileptic
Conversations with him are like waiting for thunder.
Jehanne Dubrow
A Gaze Hound That Hunteth by the Eye
It’s not criminal: it isn’t sodomy
V. Penelope Pelizzon
Three Poems
It was a beauty, made by the Hmong in Laos
Julie Bruck
Lyre
Because it hangs from the center of the sky,
Phillis Levin
Elegy for a Landscaper
The holes we find scraped out at the edge
Brendan Galvin
Which Makes Me, I Guess, the Muddy Colorado
What we learn from most pornography is
Patrick Donnelly
BY THE MEADOWS OF HAY BALES
By the meadows of hay bales
Ira Sadoff
To Say
There are dead children all over and under this earth
Leslie Harrison
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