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From Pendant que Perceval tombait, by Tania Langlais, translated from French by Jessica Cuello
you don’t know how to write with lightness
Tania Langlais
Glimmer Train | Strike-Slip
Redwinged blackbirds in the cattail pond—
Arthur Sze
Happy Hour
I wasn’t supposed to touch the two glazed ceramic turtles
Tara Skurtu
Lava Lakes and Petrified Forests in the Afterlife
I watched a roomful of faces exert effort to remain unrevealed
Dara Wier
Love Talk | On the Way to the Casinos
What the boy heard his older sister say—
Scott Withiam
From The Little Book of Passage
Ecco il fiume che mi allarga lo sguardo, che mi attraversa la fronte.
Franca Mancinelli
Double Effect: December 31
the bridge closes behind you
Martha Serpas
The Quarry, Pontaise
To enter into the greens
Linda Pastan
At Arlington and Boys
After the gunfire, the tact of “Taps.”
Daniel Bosch
Spit from the Universe Magnified
SIN. Lust in an exotic land. A
Charmaine Crockett
PASTORAL
The circle lies unbroken, and the lord is by and by.
Sarah Estes
In Which the Sea Rakes at My Window and Seemingly Unlike Me
and I wake rattled, as if to resist a long fall
Ellen Doré Watson
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