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Virginia Woolf: Three Fragments (1910)
i.How much must we carry with us? Must we bear the souls of errand boys, drovers, butchers in bloody smocks, the
Campbell McGrath
Three Poems
In the rainy sub-
Reginald Gibbons
Flour, Eggs, Milk, Baking Powder, Salt and God
O Best Beloved, tell me, if you know, why—
Suzanne Lummis
Poet’s Walk, Central Park Mall
Shakespeare, Robert Burns, and Fitz-Greene Halleck
Grace Schulman
Taking It Back
Two weeks past Epiphany,
Joseph Bathanti
The Blue Light
Where were you as the light descended & do you
David St. John
Archaic Rayon Kamehameha
Blue eyes like dusty Santa Rosa plums,
Sandra McPherson
Two Stories and a Poem
Do you have a canned ham?
Lydia Davis
Paying a Blind Man to Wash and Wax My Car
Maybe they’re right, friends who mock me,
Helen Pruitt Wallace
Four Poems
Unable to return from my ashes
Rolando Kattan
Lament Sunburns
The worst I got on a tar roof, mid-July with a bottle
Bradford Tice
Family
None of my friends called their grandmother Nana.
Alan Shapiro
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