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Sunday in Gdansk
In the Gdansk inner harbor
Jo-Ann Mort
A Catalogue
You wrote me a letter in a very fast hand
Max Winter
Sister Dementia Remembers & Phone Booth
Enough of bosom, ass, and pillow—
Nancy Mitchell
ON PAINTING THE SISTINE CHAPEL: MICHELANGELO TO GIOVANNI DA PISTOIA
This damn job’s given me a goiter –
Steve Kronen
Fifteen Essays on Boats, Boats, Language, and the SS
The Palermo Airport is not large.
Ann Pedone
The Shape of Things
I’ve been reading the science books again
Christopher Buckley
Two poems by Rafael Alberti translated from Spanish by Lorna Shaughnessy
Already, a year asleep, some one not waiting
Rafael Alberti
Obit
At this beat-up plywood slab across the beat-up
Brian Swann
Museling, a Pastoral
I’m reading a poem by a young woman,
Leonard Kress
knell & i object i object i object
the chit-a’click-chit of a squirrel
Jay Hopler
THE RAIN SO COLD
The air of the day abhors us
W.S. Di Piero
Toussaint
The soul, you said, is this sour wind, or this empty glass, the tiny steps of insects, these white iron
Jean-Michel Maulpoix
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