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American Upanishad (IV)
The I is a pillar,
Amit Majmudar
Archaic Rayon Kamehameha
Blue eyes like dusty Santa Rosa plums,
Sandra McPherson
ALCHEMICAL MEDITATION
It abides in secret on my pencil tip—
Daniel Tobin
The Little Engine
He is not an engine that could. Busted up, broken and backward, call him “fucked-up,”
Rebecca Cook
Near the Sea
All manner of birds love this windbreak hedge
Billy Collins
My Name in Sticks
From the shallow sledding hill I gathered up
Adam Tavel
Ode to Scars
The scars on others’ faces draw me to them.
Thomas Lux
Objects in Mirror Are Larger than They Appear
That beautiful girl on a bicycle smoking a cigarette:
Frannie Lindsay
The Central
When we were hungry and my mother was
J. Allyn Rosser
Three Poems and a Translation
In life I was chasing a deer. In sleep the deer
Mark Irwin
Embryo
All morning, pitting the apricots
Gemma Gorga
The Rosy Tones
the rosy tones
Karen Volkman
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