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SENTIMENTAL CONVERSATION
In an ancient park, isolated and icy,
Lloyd Schwartz
Ode to Roadside Shrines
I first see you in Crete, little boxes on four skinny legs,
Barbara Hamby
Invitation
Go now to the silence. It has longed for you
Frannie Lindsay
From “The Last Letter of My Body”, translated from Russian by Anne O. Fisher
it’s winter here: the winter rains come, the roses bloom
Alex Averbuch
3:14 PM
This blue pen I am holding
Matthew Zapruder
Questions for Fruit Flies and The Habit of Longing
Humble as fruit flies may seem, they . . . engage in a host of complex behaviors
Jean Nordhaus
Crucifixion
One minute he’s looking at you, full-size, in anguish,
Dore Kiesselbach
Thalia
I died with them while they were alive.
Donald Revell
Early Explorers Sometimes Carried Watermelons Instead of Canteens & Close Your Eyes
Ever cut open a watermelon
Katharine Rauk
The Encounter
Drizzle and formless
Alice Friman
Yellowphant and Don’t Forget
The circus so yellow and red stands on two feet,
Terese Svoboda
The Muse Writes Luis Jorge Borges A Letter On His 86th Birthday
The night has entered your eyes
Chard deNiord
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