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Poems

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  • Practicing Eights

    After I almost died, it was hard

  • August City Night & Love in Kyiv

    stifles, thick stream

  • Is a Rose

    O’Keefe’s opens in the troposphere, blooms like smoke.

  • Two poems by Tomasz Różycki translated from Polish by Mira Rosenthal

    Hello? If you can hear me, give a sign, a call,

  • Strychnine Tree

    Stranger under this love-sick tree, lapful of terminal clusters

  • Of Course

    If I wake at 3, ephemerality

  • SPENCER HILL

    is steep, so breathing hard we sink down into a front pew,

  • In a Room with Many Windows

    In a room with many windows

  • Three poems by Li Suo translated from Chinese by Lucas Klein and Henry Zhang

    the cemetery east of river bank road

  • Food of Love & Thing-in-Itself

    If the vamp and rub of planets,

  • She said she saw, Maya Lin and At night, I tried

    She said she saw her own veins

  • Bright in June Sun

    The young man, kneeling at his mother’s tomb, lays red tulips there,