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THE OMEN IN WOMEN
It is only playing Words With Friend
Denise Duhamel
Poem of the Quotidian
Night falls so swiftly in this part of town
Ruy Belo
Three poems from Kembang Kertas (Balinese for bougainvillea) in Filipino and Kinaray-a
Here, we are told
John Iremil Teodoro
Nurse at a Bus Stop
The slow traffic takes a good long look.
Simon Armintage
Disseminate
Plums to the Garden of Eden. Their flesh
Danielle DeTiberus
I’m Going to Bed When You Go to Bed
Let someone else learn the borders of every country’s will,
Laurie Lamon
Mr. Palomar’s Wave
A long time ago, I went with my aunt to hear
Julie Bruck
Once We Were
once we were immigrants
Martha Collins
Poem by Jahangir Hossain translated from the Bengali by Lloyd Schwartz with Jahangir Hossain
I’ve come again—
Jahangir Hossain
The Poets
They are farmers, really--
Linda Pastan
An Intimate Moment of Protestant Despair Witnessed on the Four O’ Clock Train
He put down his Wall Street Journal,
Tony Hoagland
OLD LOVE LETTERS
I too have my stack
Tony Hoagland
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