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Between Us There Are More And More Things, Becky Kennedy

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Frying bacon in the morning

every morning washing dishes in a place

where I see trees

Butterflies And Honey, B. Z. Niditch

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You keep your voice

shivering in the blue sun

butterflies and honey

Terrible Twos, Charles Harper Webb

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O God of Mercy, drop me in the sea.

Turn my feet into propellers; my chest,

The Walnut, David Cappella

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Consider the walnut

its crenellation, its meat

like a miniature human brain

Two Swans In A Pond Next To The Highway, J. R. Solonche

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They have chosen well, these two

swans, one swimming the circumference

of the water, its neck a parenthesis

Maho Bay, Near The Astrologer's Table, Lyn Lifshin

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yellow bird on

the table, two

curious lizards

Photography, Rustin Larson

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Earth takes a long-exposure photo of herself--

her apartment a kind of camera obscura--

Compost, Ravi Shankar

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Filling a tarp full of spindled elm leaves

that cling and loosen in wake of dragging

The Third Of May, 1808, At Madrid: The Shootings On Principe Pio Mountain, Oil On Canvas, 1814, Ravi Shankar

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When they come for you, Cossack-capped,

in lockstep, carrying the black eye of death

against their shoulders, how will you react?

Squid, Mary Ann Mayer

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We dissected one in school,

and it squirted ink all over the room

when I squeezed it.

What The Raven Said, Barbara Crooker

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as he balanced on a branch of Douglas fir,

was that it's dark under the stars, the planet

Elegy For The Residents Of The Niagara Apartments, Ken Meisel

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I

Because there are stories too disturbing to retell

I have to first talk about the field of yellow flowers

New In Town, Nancy White

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Yes, he still drops by, still for no reason. Even

today when rain bathes the house and

the path sheds its glove of dust.

For Chance, Keep Beauty Warm, Nancy Lee Craven

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Keep truth ardent, fresh and limber

protect it by finding it in lowly places

and leave it there--

The Iris And The Blade, Kathleen Hellen

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The body Japanese:

perfect as the words;

"And Today", Jack Lindeman

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And today I wonder what should be done

and what not done,

and whether there is really

any difference between the two

Drawing Blanks, John Azrak

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I turned my memory over

to you when, unexpectedly

In Some Town's Junk Shop, John Hazard

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A photo: someone's tall father leans on a shovel

in failing light. It's black and white, but I see

the orange in the tip of his smoke

Late Visions, Lynn Domina

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He's an old man with an infant

daughter dead seventy years.

Slow Change, Rane Arroyo

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I thought, it's done, I'm out.

My father died, the women in

Some Less Well-Tempered Claviers, John Grey

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This thinking is not all solitary.

Sometimes I take music along.

Johann Sebastian Bach,

A Field Of Pumpkins, Martha Christina

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Glimpsed from the train

they're a sudden

and short-lived gift.

Falling Leaves, Gary Hanna

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In the crispness

of the night

I reach out, knowing

Rory Gilley, Cody Stratton

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People always wonder

But never question why

Untitled, Sudie Nostrand

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This is Penelope speaking.

You tell me

you've killed a big man

with one eye

Falcon, Colleen Abel

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The falconer makes a show of the release:

pretending to heave the bird to open air,

Body Piercing, Janet Proulx

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When he was five, my brother was chased by bees

after poking their hive with a stick