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On the Subject of the Navel
Very little has been written
George David Clark
Without Apology
Things happen. We’ve been promised
Annette Barnes
Sestina for an Idiom
I was fifteen and all fights with my father ended
Sadaf Halai
Sprang
Before tracking pods of killer whales in and out
Arthur Sze
Found placed against her upper right arm
A pin unpinned,
Ashley Mabbitt
On Contemplating a Sheep’s Skull
Skull aged so much in rain and heat,
John Kinsella
Bleeding Hearts
They do not fit their given name. They glow
Stephanie Burt
SUNDAYS | ALONE
Mournful Sunday afternoons in winter,
Georges Rodenbach
A Brief Portfolio: Five Poems
I found this suitcase slumped in a dark attic corner
Sydney Lea
Ars Polis
way too human too fast way too boring too quick
Andrei Codrescu
Zacharia, Malachi
When the shepherd is stricken
Paul Hoover
Remembering Lethe
Yesterday, a friend reached out:
Brian Culhane
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