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La Bagatelle | Method | Dream Glance
in cursive yellow hung above
Christina Pugh
Reflection
I am a lion
Eliza Griswold
The Fourth Walk
Among the ruined are the ruins. Rules even skies can wreck in shreds,
Cole Swensen
The Last Plume Poems
the year that is when Churchill begged
Stuart Friebert
George Orwell Sucks
How can a word evocative of so much pleasure,. both adult and infantile, find itself used – by almost everybody – in
Stephen Dunn
Clothes
Because other things needed buying,
Molly Peacock
God’s Man
When I was twelve I found it
Linda Pastan
A Brief Portfolio
A murder of crows wing black vectors across
Steven Cramer
But the Avant-Garde
did find ways to wear TV as clothing--the monitors,
Christina Pugh
WINDOWS (after Baudelaire)
You never see as much in an open window as you will looking at it when it’s closed.
J.T. Barbarese
By the Numbers
The number of times intuition told me I had dodge
Nicole Caruso Garcia
Thanksgiving Near Cape Coast & Pine Cones: April 2020
Churning along through viscous mud,
Rachel Hadas
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