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Florida
Every beauty barbed, from the tiniest mites
Kimberly Johnson
Stages on a Journey Westward
All the mapmakers in history
Wayne Miller
Hiroshima Bomb
Confetti spirals flutter into dark green.
Lawrence Matsuda
Preludes and Fugues, Cycle C
Watch your cat leap up in fright and flee
Emmanuel Moses
As the Land Listens
Women are gathering on shore after shore after sharp rocked shore
Margo Berdeshevsky
Woo | Red Rover
O life little life little sawdust fleck I thought we’d go on riding hip-to-hip
Jane Springer
Circumference & Earthrise
Vanilla farmers in Madagascar sit in the dark with rifles;
Arthur Sze
The Muse Writes Luis Jorge Borges A Letter On His 86th Birthday
The night has entered your eyes
Chard deNiord
One of a Series
My daughter sees the sky from another angle, slate-blue reflected in a lake called living.
Joni Wallace
Just Before Sunset in December
It must have something to do with the angle of the earth
Ed Meek
The Charter of Effects
Counsel is a lawyer driven by money.
John Fitzgerald
Two Poems
One summer night I lay down under a yew tree.
Steven Cramer
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