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Ready to Be the Lover She Remembers Forever
The gods are everywhere
Hsia Yü
Unbeckoning Glass and Time Faking Surprises
This color is exhaled smoke from a bummed cigarette, a stray cloud for the sky.
Paula Cisewski
Two Poems
might it not behoove us to retire, to pull away
Bruce Beasley
Dead Tree in the Back Yard & Gait
You aren’t mine. A lot line
Charles O. Hartman
Wilderness
The mind is a wilderness like Bartram’s, razed, cemented over, marked by rows
Carol Frost
LIFE ON ENCELADUS
It’s snowing all the time at the south pole of Enceladus
Joyce Peseroff
Riddle
The chair is not far from the bed
Norman Dubie
ON EVERY HAND A GREAT PLAIN By Henry Israeli
Two bears tearing at a tent
Henry Israeli
Some Answers
No, I will not change.
Martha Silano
The Palm Reader & Fire Horse
These blithe lines
Ekiwah Adler-Belendez
SOME FAITH
God we need rain. And white flowers.
Barbara Ras
Loosestrife
The cities changed hands. In the course
Donald Revell
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