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  • Still Life with Clouds and Eyes on the Prize

    Many white ones

  • Triangulated

    Is it the ship that's moving or the sea that's moving, the tide flowing against the ship?

  • On the Beach at Divi Bay, St. Martin

    Was melancholy yesterday, watching slate-grey clouds

  • Ashes of Roses and Blue Chair

    The early 19th Century rolls over

  • Coal Bin

    Some witchy and slinky,

  • For the Child Molester

    Let him sleep right through it—

  • Bridge Thrill

    After two days of TV airlifts and wheels-to-the-sky

  • A Provisional Topography | One of the Many Stories of Sounds | Sooner or Later

    On the Weichsel River, before the war. You see

  • Cry

    Bring back our dresses untorn

  • Moss City

    City down to the last nuance is moss,

  • The Sailor’s Love Song and Irish Whiskey

    When I was young I burned to be

  • Bending Truth to Advantage

    From Robert Lowell’s poem “Those Before Us,” these final lines: “Pardon them for existing.