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  • Two poems by Jan Wagner translated from German by David Keplinger 

    when you are digging in the wardrobe

  • A Lean-to at the End of the Galaxy

    You fire a fiction deep into my brain

  • Dealing with the Forbidden & How It Begins

    I've a talent for throwing things away.

  • Six Makeshift Trees Around My Bathtub

    Above our heads a vertical shadow

  • My Heart in Evening

    In the evening one hears the sharp shrieks of bats.

  • Sister Dementia Remembers & Phone Booth

    Enough of bosom, ass, and pillow—

  • Of Weeping

    First there is the weeping one weeps when one reads a good poem,

  • True Bug | I Will Be Good

    I’ve been talking to a bug all winter.

  • Wooden Boards

    My father carefully rolls his pant leg up, places his leg between two wide boards. He tells my mother to jump hard on

  • To Say

    There are dead children all over and under this earth

  • PHAROAH

    Whenever we were out on the dance floor, I always looked at your face, while you looked downward, inward, at

  • Shaft of Light

    Smile behind the lips