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Charlotte
That was a malaise. We call that malaise.
Mark Dow
SAY
Says her Tarot reader says
Rae Armantrout
And
And
Keith Waldrop
Invitation
Go now to the silence. It has longed for you
Frannie Lindsay
Undelivered letter from the Rev. Charles Smale to The Times, 1874 | Xiuhmolpilli, or The Binding of the Years, November 1507*
We have spent too long debating Darwin in these pages
Jonathan Taylor
Threnody and Sylvia Plath
The train coach, Jean—empty except for you,
David Wojahn
The House of Wittgenstein
He never saw the malls of Petaluma, nor met the amazing cricketeer Montezuma. He never heard a laugh track. We’d
Ira Sadoff
Rain Sonnets
When the bear finally arrives, he’s starving. He wants whatever’s in my little blue basket, the Tupperware and the
Jules Gibbs
Poem with No Content
No, not even under reconstruction, you’ve been deactivated. A breach of contract,
Cynthia Atkins
THE STREET
Streaked and fretted with effort, the thick vine
Robert Pinsky
Lapse
I am not deceived, I do not think it is still summer. I
Dorianne Laux
Monk’s Eye, #20
Of all rhythms he found day and night
Cees Nooteboom
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