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This Is the Day the Lord Has Made
This is the day the Lord has made,
Mark Jarman
Glimmer Train | Strike-Slip
Redwinged blackbirds in the cattail pond—
Arthur Sze
Poem
I’m going to pretend I’m a painter and just
Jeffrey Harrison
True West
We return by foot from pre-plantation oaks,
Daniel Tobin
Wuhan
Utopia, or dystopia,
Kehan Yu
Maybe It Will Happen in the Span of a Sentence translated by Daniel Bourne
One of the most interesting poets to emerge in Poland during the final decades of the 20th century
Bronislaw Maj
Two Poems
the way a kitchen’s dirty washcloth
Joyce Peseroff
A Brief Portfolio of Six Poems
The pond flattered the foliage,
John Skoyles
A Series of Small Scandals and Dear Telephone Booth,
Imogen photographed her new husband:
Susan Rich
About Tea translated from Czech by Stephan Delbos
before we set out let’s promise each other
Tim Postovit
Plait
When I first knotted my hair against the coming of winter, I had grown tired of playing jacks and didn’t yet find boys
Carrie Etter
The Little Engine
He is not an engine that could. Busted up, broken and backward, call him “fucked-up,”
Rebecca Cook
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