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  • What Santa Asked When Lord Russell Argued that “Santa Claus” was a Definite Description and not a Referring Expression

    I tell my students to heed four things and they will be fine.

  • Swan Song

    I admit. In the beginning

  • Suburban Landscape, Summer

    Me, young and girlish, flesh not yet mourning.

  • The Color I Take

    All day the green had soaked me

  • Heard in Caravaggio

    The real is offered, unashamed:

  • Maybe It Will Happen in the Span of a Sentence translated by Daniel Bourne

    One of the most interesting poets to emerge in Poland during the final decades of the 20th century

  • Anthem and Under the Sun

    Through the backyard of a shuttered home

  • Reading Heidegger Brings a Wild Joy

    My discovery of your essential thingness

  • Vanity

    it’s easy to fritter your life away

  • Two Stages

    The traveler was certainly sleep-logged when he slipped away from his hotel at sunrise

  • We Lay Our Fear in a Wicker Basket

    Too drunk, walking around

  • Two poems by Krystyna Lenkowska translated from Polish by Cecilia Woloch

    When I was young