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For Your Eighteenth Birthday
Not a car nor papa’s advice.
Kenton Yee
New Math
Out of the place I knew,
Rachel Hadas
Yes
Yes, all things of water and our days rounded with light, yes,
Mark Irwin
I Can’t Tell If the Light Is Whispering “Loss” in My Ear or Imprinting Darkness on My Body
At the last house,
Chris Vasantkumar
Grand Marais Estuary, in Fog (after the painting by Stanley Krohmer)
Color of ice, or heaps of snow, gray-blue, slate.
Patricia Clark
Salvation, in B#
Bigtime Baltimore, new
Afaa Michael Weaver
Field Dressing
Dispatch animal
Angela Ball
Two poems by Krystyna Lenkowska translated from Polish by Cecilia Woloch
When I was young
Krystyna Lenkowska
Inner City Canal
This water tumbling over the canal locks
Michael Smith
RETURN OF THE HERO
So they brought in a bird for him,
Brian Swann
Titanic
Some of the shoes
Sally Bliumis-Dunn
Unrest or What the French Horn Can Teach You
To master the French Horn, you need lips of steel
Karen Paul Holmes
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