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Memento Mori: Northern White Rhinos
They are grey, big as boulders,
Jennifer Franklin
Ubi Sunt
In the bottom left corner of Pennsylvania,
Joseph Bathanti
On Brueghel’s the Tower of Bable
Anybody calling this scheme stupid
William Trowbridge
Before Summer Rain
Then, out of the green of the grove,
Rainer Maria Rilke
Pier
If the pier is two hundred and fifty words long, it is important
Carolyn Guinzio
Dealing with the Forbidden & How It Begins
I've a talent for throwing things away.
Alice Friman
A ROMANCE | DOUBLED MIDDAY
A creature without definite feelings. Better so.
Shamshad Abdullaev
The Wayfarer
One must turn thoughts
Cynthia Hogue
My Surly Heart
You don’t know what lives
David Huddle
Two poems by Gentian Çoçoli, translated from Albanian by the author and Henry Israeli
A hive. Wooden shelter of meaning;
Gentian Çoçoli
True West
We return by foot from pre-plantation oaks,
Daniel Tobin
Ancestors
Farther back than my grandmother
Fred D’Aguiar
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