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Woman, Man, Tepoztlán
Mother, today I met a man.
Kristina Andersson Bicher
Sonnet for a Tall Flower Blooming at Dinnertime
Southern Flower, I want to quote the bard,
Yona Harvey
My Courbet, by Jonathan Galassi
My Courbet
Jonathan Galassi
Three Poems
You suckered me, Legs—
Dzvinia Orlowsky
FREE VERSE
Small woods upon an incline
Donald Revell
MARATHON | SHORELINE
Jesus hears a swarm of bees beneath his porch. His television
Amelia Martens
Rizal Stadium, World War II
He was almost home, poor guy.
Ron Smith
Three Poems
We're headed to a stack of paper we call a reem
Kimiko Hahn
Triangulated
Is it the ship that's moving or the sea that's moving, the tide flowing against the ship?
Alpay Ulku
the midwest sheds its skin
& leaves it clinging to a fence post
Doug Ramspeck
NOTES ON SILENCE
The racket of birdsong wakes me at 4am, before first light.
DeWitt Henry
[The Porcupine Left Its Hovel]
The porcupine left its hovel
Muhammad Kijuma
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