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Storm Song, Monarch, Sultry Night and Galveston, 1900
Last night heat
Joseph Campana
David
we wait in an arc with flashlights
Marilyn A. Johnson
Standing in a Field
what I saw
Marilyn A. Johnson
Maybe It Will Happen in the Span of a Sentence translated by Daniel Bourne
One of the most interesting poets to emerge in Poland during the final decades of the 20th century
Bronislaw Maj
How Sad
Their kisses were bitterly thin,
Martha Rhodes
The Encounter
Drizzle and formless
Alice Friman
Unexceptional
Except we were in love, or so it seemed.
Rafael Campo
Block Party
Start Me Up! was what started it--Monica Litzkus from up
David Huddle
05-08 | 07-03 | 07-24 Three from The Ringing of the Rain has a Forgiving Grace
We all become the raindrops’ filling in the blanks
Ye Mimi
Tenderly
I see how you climb!
Sandra McPherson
Two Poems
I don’t think I’ll make it,
Page Hill Starzinger
Study: Old Watercolor and Joe
I bought an old watercolor in a primitives shop and brought it home to my in-laws’ on summer vacation.
Sandra McPherson
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