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Lily of the Forest
On the slopes of Mt. Ślęża, the cult
Daniel Bourne
Remote Stars
Look up. There’s Bill,
Scott Withiam
Blues
Why is there careful language
Rae Armantrout
After the Fire Items # 6-10, Living Room
Mom said ‘Take them for the gold & don’t pay off my credit card debt,
Jane Springer
Vesper
The sky is blue for reasons other than atmospheric ones.
Chard deNiord
Night Rising
Silence falls in tiny waves, women shutting
Afaa Michael Weaver
Two Poems
Since a long time the parrot had been on Félicité’s mind, because
Ramón García
PASSING
They lay the old woman in the back seat of a car,
T.R. Hummer
In My Thorn Dream | In my Path Dream
The thing is the delicacy
Robin Behn
The Day
Day I didn’t blink and the day was gone.
Thomas Lux
Two Poems
I had a teacher in a fiction writing class
Jessica Greenbaum
Tchaikovsky’s Fifth, On Freud’s Birthday [May 5] & In Vienna
The first movement of Tchaikovsky’s
David Lehman
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