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Damned if I’ll be the woman who collects mass produced throw pillows counts her
Jane Springer
Photographer’s Song & Nothing Song
Standing in the shade,
Don Bogen
Endecasyllabics: About the Women (Alma, Ruthie)
The lion-maned poet holds court on our blue
Carolyne Wright
Some Answers
No, I will not change.
Martha Silano
My Girl
I was shopping for a castle.
Arthur Vogelsang
Nesting & a triptych
At my parents’ house nothing is in boxes, nothing is packed.
Katie Moritz
On Beauty and To the Phaistos Disc
I have a tree outside my house. I don’t know what kind—in spring, it blooms, gorgeous.
Natasha Sajé
God-Box
They give us a white cube, a paper box,
Mark Doty
Zen Dictionary
In the Zen Dictionary, intention
Dick Allen
St. Rose of Lima
Lips weary with chapped hallelujahs,
Tiana Nobile
A Brief Portfolio
have heard through some trembling of their web
Patrick Donnelly
Two Poems
All the twists in all the tongues, all
Amit Majmudar
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