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ARS POETICA
It's not the smoking I miss
Timothy Liu
Not Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening
Promises to keep, was a lie, he had nothing. Through
Jennifer Michael Hecht
Brasserie and An Annunciation of Blue
We’re somehow in Closerie des Lilas,
Ron Smith
Elephant Memory
A cold sunny morning in Cambridge. Pragmatical
Gail Mazur
Ten Days After the Dobbs Decision
The possum loped into view, pouch dragging slow
Adam Chiles
Paper
Damned if I’ll be the woman who collects mass produced throw pillows counts her
Jane Springer
Before | Ode to Late Autumn, Auvillar
The American poet died of head trauma
Marilyn Kallet
Snake Church and Patience, with Bees
I’m Reverend Brody Coots
R.T. Smith
For D, reading poems
When I was a kid, only a flu could buy me
Jane Zwart
Double Sonnet Ending in New Testament
This poem is meant to have the make and model
Erika Meitner
The Little Engine
He is not an engine that could. Busted up, broken and backward, call him “fucked-up,”
Rebecca Cook
The Sun Pours Forth & An American in Paris
We are in a garden among friends
Stephen Ackerman
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