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Two poems translated from the Ukrainian by Jessica Zychowicz & Cecilia Woloch
As I was exiting with the baby stroller
Vasyl Lozynsky
PRESENTIMENTS
Such as the sun might present—out of sight—
Peter Cooley
CONCRETE
Entry was easy
Arthur Vogelsang
The homeless roamer translated from Dutch by Arno Bohlmeijer
Someone says I don’t know and the whole
Hester Knibbe
FREE VERSE
Small woods upon an incline
Donald Revell
Ghazal, After Ferguson
Somebody go & ask Biggie to orate
Yusef Komunyakaa
The Raccoon
Like an old Italian man,
Joseph Bathanti
Stone Cross
Remember your village of always uphill,
Dzvinia Orlowsky
I’ve Lived Long with the Dead | The Word Stays Here
I’ve lived long with the dead. I know their
Sylva Fischerová
Wuhan
Utopia, or dystopia,
Kehan Yu
Paper
Damned if I’ll be the woman who collects mass produced throw pillows counts her
Jane Springer
Endecasyllabics: About the Women (Alma, Ruthie)
The lion-maned poet holds court on our blue
Carolyne Wright
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