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From Blue as White (The Book of Margins) by Helga Landauer-Olshvang |
Get out alive – spine, spleen, whole
Helga Landauer-Olshvang
Three Poems
All things counter, original, spare strange
Nicole Cooley
THE STREET
Streaked and fretted with effort, the thick vine
Robert Pinsky
Mass on the Beach
I’m trying not to wonder if the priest
Lexi Pelle
Elegy for a Landscaper
The holes we find scraped out at the edge
Brendan Galvin
And
And
Keith Waldrop
Anthropocene
Nesting, the turtle seems to be crying even though she is simply
Nomi Stone
Rembrandt and the Great Drought
Before your birth, of course, the drought
Linda Bierds
Half the Time
In an emergency
Jane Zwart
The Book of Guests
They gamboled toward me on the plain—two lambs
Chard deNiord
Two poems by Muyaka bin Haji, (1776—1840)
When she lays eggs, they’re not nurtured even if brooding them succeeds.
Muyaka bin Haji
Before Summer Rain
Then, out of the green of the grove,
Rainer Maria Rilke
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