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She Painted Artichokes
You had nothing to say so you painted some splendid artichokes
Emmanuel Moses
Passing Royalty and Dostadning: Beginner’s Translation
I’m sorry I didn’t comprehend sooner how threatening
Patricia Clark
Back to Brooklyn Bridge | Second Skin
tears are intuition
Michael Burkard
At the Kitchen Sink and While the Cows Stood Still
I stand over the sink
Anne Shafmaster
Incident in the Park
Working back from the moment I rose off the bench,
Kathleen Flenniken
The Plum
A teacher I loved
Molly Peacock
A Brief Portfolio
As the fight went on my father set
Floyd Skloot
A Poem and Two Fables
The breeze this morning pulls on the surface of the bay,
Sally Bliumis-Dunn
OVER THE MOON
Five a.m.—the soft percussion of the rain
John Brehm
Shame
Why did I want a Queen Conch shell
Sandy Solomon
Invocation
I would like beamed to me from the Muse's tower high atop Parnassus
Richard Hoffman
Milkweed Lullaby and Radio Lullaby
The days were endless,
Cynthia Cruz
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