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Moveable
Swords drawn, Hem and his bronze friend
Ron Smith
On Breathing and Not Breathing—The Sequence
Once, a man stopped breathing
Suzanne Lummis
The Host of Turns
We were gathered in this kind of circus-tent,
Antonio Machado
Che Fai Di Bello
They are burning the fields in
Angie Estes
The Plumber is Here
The plumber is here
Hsia Yü
At the perennial exchange
At the perennial exchange, you will swap half a hosta
Jane Zwart
Sister Dementia Remembers & Phone Booth
Enough of bosom, ass, and pillow—
Nancy Mitchell
Vega
On my bed in late afternoon I am listening
Brian Swann
Three Poems
It was a beauty, made by the Hmong in Laos
Julie Bruck
Ready to Be the Lover She Remembers Forever
The gods are everywhere
Hsia Yü
To Be That Boy, to Be That Horse
I’ve watched a shy horse
Alan May
Letter to My Almost Former House
It’s true, I’m getting ready to leave you.
Theresa Burns
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