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Poems

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  • Annunciation

    I learned to hide the wings, almost immediately,

  • Her Oceanography

    A strand of algae leaves its rubbery

  • Elegy for My Grandmother in the Form of a Cactus

    The way each linked lobe of your cactus swallows all

  • Four Square and Enthralled

    Mornings I’m grateful to my nightly self

  • AFTER A FUNERAL

    After the service and reception hour

  • Two poems by Jan Wagner translated from German by David Keplinger 

    when you are digging in the wardrobe

  • THE BRIDGE

    The most beautiful Russian girl in the world lives in Germany

  • Feral

    Ex. A house. A trampoline. A raised garden bed. A Ford Bronco. A Cabbage Patch doll

  • Plume

    The old wheelbarrow aimed like a cannon

  • Two poems translated from Spanish by Adriana Scopino

    What a fire is kindled in the windows

  • ON HANDSHAKES

    There are firm ones.  Soft, almost boneless ones.  Hardy/hearty ones.  Two-handed ones, cocooning.  Congratulatory

  • A Meeting

    Of all the disappointments