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I don’t know what the crows were arguing over
Jane Hirshfield
ELEGY WITH FULL DRESS BLUES
Early in our marriage I would stand
Jehanne Dubrow
Lamentations
America more guns more than us
Martha Collins
The Killing
While Abraham binds his son’s hands,
Jeff Friedman
FENG SHUI & PARANOID X-RAY
Listen: mute bells peal
Dean Kostos
My Surly Heart
You don’t know what lives
David Huddle
Two Poems
The sky spills a certain sadness after sunset,
Paul Christiansen
This Is the Day the Lord Has Made
This is the day the Lord has made,
Mark Jarman
Hiroshima Bomb
Confetti spirals flutter into dark green.
Lawrence Matsuda
SPITE FENCE | THE HUMAN CANARY
My neighbor forced his abutter
John Skoyles
On Psalm 91 and Maestro Says
And daily, I read:
Boris Khersonsky
Willem Van de Velde the Younger, Ships in a Gale (1660) and Matsumura Goshun, Crab (late 18th century)
The storm dissolves the difference between wave,
Ricardo Pau-Llosa
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