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Lyre
Because it hangs from the center of the sky,
Phillis Levin
Carbide
As he approached the river a little Fiat drew off the main road and parked among
A.L. Snijders
Prayer Written on a Wide Veranda on a Comfortable Couch in Sewanee, TN
If prayer requires an audience that is divine
Rebecca Aronson
Five Poems
His Dublin sister, two sons,
Pamela Alexander
Flight, Ours & A Burn So Bad It Requires Ice
We’re in bad, we’re in terrible, shape
Steven Cramer
Dead Tree in the Back Yard & Gait
You aren’t mine. A lot line
Charles O. Hartman
You Don’t Travel Light, Life
is a cumbersome business.
Olga Maslova
Threnody and Sylvia Plath
The train coach, Jean—empty except for you,
David Wojahn
Dew Point
Because of the nipple crust riming a girl’s
Carol Moldaw
Last Poem
Reader, today
Simon Armintage
A Brief Portfolio
As if overnight, the flowering pear tree
Alice Friman
Phone Call: Lesson in Style and The Story of Civilization
“Everything feels all swollen and puffy, like my brain
Tom Sleigh
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