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  • THE HARVARD CLASSICS

    My grandfather bought a set for his living room,

  • From Inches Away

    From inches away his finger can’t miss

  • LEONTES

    Elusive, but only sweetened by

  • Fold

    I pet my pet, I fear my fear, I torment my torment, I wear my wear, I tear my tear, I

  • Trompe L’oeil –Not a Painting

    From 30,000 feet

  • mother of stains

    a mother made of three buttons from three different sweaters

  • Moisei Fishbein translated from the Ukrainian by John Hennessy and Ostap Kin

    During the war and for some time after the war

  • The Mirror

    We dream of two dragons

  • Toussaint

    The soul, you said, is this sour wind, or this empty glass, the tiny steps of insects, these white iron

  • N18P6

    the shape doesn’t

  • Pier

    If the pier is two hundred and fifty words long, it is important

  • A God | A Poet | “Facesti come quei che va di notte…” | The Mocking of Ceres

    Here lies a god who was obtuse, just like us.