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  • Chronoscope 241:  Briefly

    Briefly: the glare sun below the clouds

  • In My Thorn Dream | In my Path Dream

    The thing is the delicacy

  • The Last Few Feet

    And so the thyme fell and spilled a neat pile

  • Cento for the Turn of the Year

    Assume nothing. Take a position:

  • Rats

    Sudden underfoot, this one cries back

  • A Demitasse of Extinction

    So funny how that uncanny, unfunny man sought you out on a rainy day in Istanbul—you were in earshot of the bazaar and smoking a hookah, and, of course, it was Ramadan.

  • The Lesson

    It seems to me you don’t dare express yourself

  • Les Rochers de Belle-Ile [after the painting by Claude Monet]

    No beach here—just the sea

  • GHAZAL 4

    How sullen we’ve become in the belly of the empire;

  • For Night to Fall

    You could tell from the start that the best

  • To Anything at All

    Our father who is neither ours nor a father but farther and nearer,

  • After Our Parents Get Divorced, Our Mother Buys an Ivy Stencil

    In the small white bedroom