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Apology to My Husband’s Snore
You goosehonk, one-note oboe or contrabassoon.
Karen Paul Holmes
Instruction on Driving with an Orgasm | Napoleon’s Hat
Look both ways before going out for a spin. And ease onto the road. Take careful note of the speed limit and
Nin Andrews
Three Poems
After we moved to Tiny Town, Mom started selling huge Egyptian harps that were larger than the tiny houses.
Jeff Friedman and Meg Pokrass
Nautilus
I fantasize about inhabiting a nautilus, how each chamber
Elinor Ann Walker
After the Paris Bombings
I lent my Daily Missal, which had been published before they dropped the Latin, to Robin. Though she had been
Steve Bradbury
The Last Plume Poems
the year that is when Churchill begged
Stuart Friebert
RIFF ON A LINE BY CHAR
Somewhere inside the sacerdotal
Jake Crist
Elegy & Brooklyn, 1957
My brother told me we would join the Wide
Floyd Skloot
What You Can’t Fix
She was always fixing me, stuffing filler in my holes
Jeff Friedman
On History
His father’s boss was a Millerite—
Wayne Miller
Museling, a Pastoral
I’m reading a poem by a young woman,
Leonard Kress
The Last of Fanfare
By fire, then, but within view of a rough sea?
Carl Phillips
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