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CONGREGATION | AT LAST
We are six strangers gathered
Floyd Skloot
Embraced
I have visited an ancient redwood and heard it creak
Martha Rhodes
For Night to Fall
You could tell from the start that the best
Carl Phillips
The Book of Before All This
They're retrieving what's retrievable.
Marianne Boruch
The Hardworking Man
On the island where I grew up, the hardworking man is the ideal man. The
Nin Andrews
To a Soldier in Ukraine
A soldier must know three things—
Garrett Hongo
On Chanukah
Isn’t fire itself
Linda Pastan
FISHERMAN, 50 B.C.
What else would I do on the river
Benno Barnard
Elegy & Brooklyn, 1957
My brother told me we would join the Wide
Floyd Skloot
Your Brother’s Face
You believe your brother will come down
Christopher Howell
GETTING READY THE HOUSE | THEY ARE MOVING ALONG
My friend goes to visit his grave
Affonso Romano Sant’Anna
Memorial Bench
Suzanne and Half Zantop loved sitting here—
Joyce Peseroff
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