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Hatfield
Such lovely matter, rain, abundant rain,
Amy Beeder
Could Someone Please Check on My Mother?
When the young man thought about the history of poetry
Kevin Prufer
On Lust
I've outlived lust, or think I have.
DeWitt Henry
Anatomy of Late
It looks like a fox, when it’s sleeping. No, its body
Sally Rosen Kindred
I Spent one Summer with a Semi-colon
in those days people called it shacking up
Angela Ball
Ambition and House I Didn’t Mean to Build
In excess always, gorged
Andrew Seguin
On the Banks of the Allegheny
We had started over again—
William Logan
Thetis
We see her through her element, not
Ricardo Pau-Llosa
Three Ibises in the Rain
That’s how it was early this morning--
Billy Collins
The Beginner
Doesn’t have a clue, sips whiskey in a train
Sigman Byrd
Tenderly
I see how you climb!
Sandra McPherson
A Brief Portfolio
Like conifers in the Bois de Boulogne where he would walk
Daniel Tobin
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