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Three Poems from “Where Are the Trees Going”
Inhabited uninhabited house subject to the air’s structure
Vénus Khoury-Ghata
Close to now
I should have said from the beginning that I plant the black nasturtiums because they are the saddest
Zoë Ryder White
Trompe L’oeil –Not a Painting
From 30,000 feet
Bonnie Riedinger
LEONTES
Elusive, but only sweetened by
Donald Revell
The Bird that Begins it
In the world-famous night which is already flinging away bits of dark but not
Jorie Graham
Salons
Your friends are all sitting
Bianca Stone
A Nun to be Named
I’ve been thinking about the nun who wouldn’t let me pee in fifth grade.
Peter Johnson
Barrage Balloons, Buck Alec, Bird Flu and You
First there is the weeping one weeps when one reads a good poem,
Paul Muldoon
Shaft of Light
Smile behind the lips
Hélène Cardona
Fairy Tale
Would that squat toad, before my eyes,
William Wenthe
Three Poems
They watch her watching them, the spirits.
Ricardo Pau-Llosa
Sestina
The time is naturally over. It is another morning. Lie
Leah Umansky
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