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The Muse Writes Luis Jorge Borges A Letter On His 86th Birthday
The night has entered your eyes
Chard deNiord
Objects in Mirror Are Larger than They Appear
That beautiful girl on a bicycle smoking a cigarette:
Frannie Lindsay
Painting
all things look as if
André du Bouchet
Poem
I’m going to pretend I’m a painter and just
Jeffrey Harrison
On the Banks of the Allegheny
We had started over again—
William Logan
Who Will Plant the Seeds of Svalbard and Orchard Fruit: Grafting
as far north you go as night you go night
Ginny Threefoot
In the Vanguard
It takes a few notes, a very few notes, to undo the bare bones of a person. Where formerly we were piecework in a
Ira Sadoff
On the Way to the Acupuncturist
In the wrong lane, the slow one—
Carol Moldaw
Phone Call: Lesson in Style and The Story of Civilization
“Everything feels all swollen and puffy, like my brain
Tom Sleigh
In God’s Intestine and Goner
The husband, who has accepted Buddhist precepts,
Diane K. Martin
Half the Time
In an emergency
Jane Zwart
Sunday in Connecticut
I drive into town.
Judy Katz
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