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Simon Armintage
Two poems by Katja Gorečan (from The Sufferings of Young Hana /Trpljenje mlade Hane) translated from Slovenian by Martha Kosir
hana likes to sit on the balcony when it rains.
Katja Gorečan
He Was Amazed
He was amazed by the curve of his life. What he thought unique had made its arc like any other, as if life had
Stephen Dobyns
It’s Not Your Fault
The brass lamp in your window,
Jennifer L. Knox
The Lord Is a Man of War | Far Desert Region | The Day-Shift Sleeps, | [Does the war want
The Lord is a man of war
Katie Ford
Nude with Pebbles
Flowers fall. And I noticed
Ralph Angel
Blues
Why is there careful language
Rae Armantrout
The Ant’s Plunder
When I stuck out my hand to grab the iron door handle, a hidden ant attacked my right
Xi Chuan
Sources And Outcomes & Through The Hospital Corridor
Too many moons crossing in solitude
Dennis Sampson
ON SILVER SPOONS
The Golliwog spoon, we called it, the handle shaped like a head with heavy-lidded eyes and a thick-
Wendy Barker
Better Than Heaven
So many set asides, you say, intemperate
Charlie Smith
Posthumous Cabin
And got away to it, and left the work to others
William Olsen
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