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From Blue as White (The Book of Margins) by Helga Landauer-Olshvang |
Get out alive – spine, spleen, whole
Helga Landauer-Olshvang
Two Poems
Since a long time the parrot had been on Félicité’s mind, because
Ramón García
Mnemonic
Leaves in the eaves
Meghan O'Rourke
DHIMITRI
He was a tall man on the edge of the couch
Ani Gjika
While Another Dove Nude into the Breakers
One talked with a talisman
Stephen Ackerman
from The Seven Deadly Sins
You had always expected a sonnet from me
Daniel Bourne
The Sunflower
The sunflower
Vítězslav Nezval
AFTER THUNDERSTORMS IN OKLAHOMA
The sky becomes sickly,
Hala Alyan
Joy
After you say my beauty
Jehanne Dubrow
So Glad She Didn’t Live to See It
What will it be, the thing they say
Mary Jo Salter
A Woman in Damascus That Year | While She’s Asleep In Baghdad
Her soul’s in my hand and she knows I’m there
Ghassan Zaqtan
Oak | Installation
I sat at it, a good table—one of a number
Dore Kiesselbach
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