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Mr. Blake’s Skin Don’t Dirt
Because the vanishing point hovers
Maurice Manning
A Poem Translated from Greek by Alex de Voogt
He went inside the café where they would go together.
Constantine P. Cavafy
The Departure | The Screamer
Farewell my pond and all my many doves
Max Jacob
The Willows in Winter in the Boston Public Garden
In the sun’s white
Catherine Breese Davis
Photographer’s Song & Nothing Song
Standing in the shade,
Don Bogen
Two Poems
Begins standing In service
Danielle Legros Georges
WILSER LOPEZ WOULD LIKE YOU
to be Wilser Lopez. So be Wilser Lopez
Cynthia Schwartzberg Edlow
Two Poems
Thinking’s chariot starts with it:
Peter Cole
EASTHAM TURNIPS, ROUTE 6, NOVEMBER
Honor System, the sign tacked to a scrub oak said,
Gail Mazur
THE INSURGENCY OF TEARS IS TO ERADICATE SADNESS AND HOLD JOY AS CLOSE AS THE MOON
Mike’s at The Whitney.
Matthew Lippman
Slaughtered Ox
Too easy, to take the body as a distraction—
Emma Aylor
Archaeologists
Archaeologists found
Hoyt Rogers
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