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Soldier’s Wife in the Aftermath
After the great war I stepped inside
Andrea Read
July 4th
Tarred roads starting to buckle,
William Logan
Exclusive Beautiful Grapheme War
history means touch, bodies
G.C. Waldrep
My Obituary
Will it merit a full column in The Post or The Times
Linda Pastan
Breathing Room
Not every week,
Floyd Skloot
From Pendant que Perceval tombait, by Tania Langlais, translated from French by Jessica Cuello
you don’t know how to write with lightness
Tania Langlais
AN OTHER ROSE: FOR HENRI MICHAUX | FROM “ROSES: DEDICATIONS” | SINGING “ WITHOUT PEOPLE” | UNTITLED
There is an other rose – soul of my kith and kin!
Gennady Aygi
The End
Whatever is coming is the end, but not really.
Rebecca Lehmann
Your Beautiful Mouth
The sun is the sum of one particular age, the moon
Laurie Lamon
Echo (and Narcissus)
I saw it in midcentury
Christina Pugh
The Afterlife
After life, pelicans glide above a shut- down bridge.
Rebecca Lehmann
Winkles & Dillisk
Does he suspect the boys
Ron Smith
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