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  • What’s Real? | Is Nothing Sacred Anymore?

    This question didn’t much interest me

  • Two Poems

    There was intent. To bisect the fields

  • Vermeer in Greenlandic Norse

    We were stopped in the gallery’s cool

  • Sestina

    The time is naturally over. It is another morning. Lie

  • On Brueghel’s the Tower of Bable

    Anybody calling this scheme stupid

  • Flour, Eggs, Milk, Baking Powder, Salt and God

    O Best Beloved, tell me, if you know, why—

  • The Easy Way to Stop Drinking

    We are as flies in a pitcher plant,

  • For the Child Molester

    Let him sleep right through it—

  • Here at the Scene

    How will I tell her particular tale

  • Wolf

    Ink black, shark toothed, slithering

  • Two poems by Rafael Alberti translated from Spanish by Lorna Shaughnessy

    Already, a year asleep, some one not waiting

  • SMOKE GHOST SMOKE

    Its smell didn't wake my husband