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In this, our chapter on enamelware
Greg Sendi
Poetry: A Mirror, a Pencil and an Envelope. Seven Minutes with D. Nurkse and Nancy Mitchell
In this candid interview, D. Nurkse reflects on a long life in poetry and political activism
D. Nurkse
Velvetleaf
Tick of sweet clover, swinecress parasite, did you have a music
Jane Springer
Lyre
Because it hangs from the center of the sky,
Phillis Levin
Snow, an essay and The Day After the Day Without a Yesterday
Or, the winter I kept being turned into a pillar of salt.
Nicole Callihan
I’m Not Waiting and Out of the Past
I’m no longer waiting for the dunes of Tulum,
Ira Sadoff
A Habitation of Jackals, a Court for Ostriches
Very dark now I put a seed in my mouth but its texture and taste
Timothy Donnelly
Three Poems
Our lives are so brief, she says,
D. Nurkse
Sources And Outcomes & Through The Hospital Corridor
Too many moons crossing in solitude
Dennis Sampson
Snowfall, with Reconciliation
How old winter is. However much we stain
Jen Karetnick
Which Makes Me, I Guess, the Muddy Colorado
What we learn from most pornography is
Patrick Donnelly
My Groundhog
I had a groundhog in my back yard.
Gardner McFall
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