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Lessons, Ronald Thorpe

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I cannot remember
a day when I did not think
about dying.

School Spirit, J. Tarwood

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Has anybody here ever cheered
A high school quarterback

Frog Legs, Robert Samarotto

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They lie on my plate
like dismembered Barbie Dolls.

Contributors

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The Middle Years, Walt Mcdonald

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Planning a family, we thought heaven would be
four collie pups, two acres without a fence

"Tiny, Delicate Fishbones...", Peggy Lin Duthie

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Some January days, every scrap of sky
sparkles needle-sharp blue and clean

The Gerbils, Rustin Larson

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Happily busy in the middle of the night
Destroying their cardboard tube. To sleep

On The Horizon, Bill Sweeney

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Girls measure their shadows across a tiny courtyard;
above, telephone lines, aerials, antenna

Walking Home From The Cemetery, Peggy Lin Duthie

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I dreamed that corpses did not rot
but recomposed, chose new disguise:

The Letter Carrier, Ronald Thorpe

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Who understood him? Not his brothers.
His father's love had been drained away

Study/Statues, Leonard Gontarek

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Philadelphia slips its branches
through the dusk. The statues flake off.

The Secret Agent Held Over At O'Hare, Bill Sweeney

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It was nice to see Chicago
on the way to Santiago

The Nazi, Baron Wormser

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I can't remember who played the Nazi
But his face thrummed like glass in summer sun.

Kathleen Mary Mccarthy, Jason Starbuck

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chrysanthemums carnations red roses babies breath
mahogany casket golden lattice work dustless satin pillow etchings

Verso

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Tremors, David Jauss

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The night I heard you have Parkinson's
I dreamed I was walking through the meadow

Fat Tuesday, Rosalynde Vas Dias

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tonight
Jesus is in New Orleans
warm with good red wine

Title Page

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Superior, Ryan Guth

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These pine-dark

shores are seventy

thousand years old

Lesson One, Janet Proulx

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All winter long

Sister Mary Julian would enter the classroom,

Post-Freudian Dreaming, Richard N. Bentley

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I had a dream Tuesday night in which I was either attending a lecture

Junior College, J. Tarwood

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All my friends had gone off

As if each had found a fate.

Leavetaking, Janet Proulx

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As I leave the nursing home where my mother now lives

The Counterpoint Lesson, Lyzette Wanzer

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My father always told me there were two kinds of jazz: white people's jazz, and "the real thing."

Sean, Courtney Zullo

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A handcrafted butterfly hangs over her bed,

Infant Savant, Naton Leslie

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Madonna and child on

the south-east crossing pier

Punching Air, Ben Brooks

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Dead fish floated in close to shore. There were so many of them

Inky Went Down To The Well, K. S. Phillips

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None of us knew how pure Inky was until we drank her. Sadly, our awareness came three summers too late.

The Touch So, Rob Diehm

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the touch so

deep (little hairs

stand on end)

we become one

Notes On Laureateship, Michael S. Harper

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You must act like a Morpho in the forest

Perhaps thirty feet in the air