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- By Liz HowardAmid moonscape railingscognition drained its basinone brother was bornon land black from the mineall...
- By Leah Naomi GreenTake all summer,your ember from the sun,its walking meditation. Store it in smallvaults of light to ...
- By Don Domanski*clouds creak in the skyherons creak in the sky. *the dark approaches itselffrom all sides once againthe...
- By Karen HouleOne man and one woman park the government Jeepon the gravel shoulder of the Grand River watershed.Paired...
- By Maya KhoslaWater minus air becomes wound.Her blowhole, bursts of breathing,trapped in an endless curtain of nettingand...
- By William Butler YeatsThe unpurged images of day recede; The Emperor's drunken soldiery are abed; Night resonance recedes,...
- By William Butler YeatsI My Soul. I summon to the winding ancient stair; Set all your mind upon the steep ascent, Upon the broken, crumbling...
- By Jorie GrahamThe blades like irises turning very fast to see you completely—steel-blue then red where the cut occurs...
- By Brenda HillmanHaving stopped using dolphins to locate explosives in the Cold Warthey had 30 leftover dolphins.An officer...
- By Raúl ZuritaAnd then rained down from ferocious cloudsour empty pupils heard the suspended breakersbeat while down...
- By W. S. MerwinLate in May as the light lengthenstoward summer the young goldfinchesflutter down through the day for...
- By Jericho BrownAster. Nasturtium. Delphinium. We thoughtFingers in dirt meant it was our dirt, learningNames in heat...
- By Paul Laurence DunbarAs a quiet little seedling Lay within its darksome bed,To itself it fell a-talking, And this is what...
- By Christina RossettiBrown and furry Caterpillar in a hurry, Take your walk To the shady leaf, or stalk, Or what not, Which...
- By Arvind Krishna MehrotraSet with raindrops, displayedbetween the king’s mantle and the litchi tree,was the cobweb I almost walked...
- By Peter O’LearyIn a windthe lake's scissoring surfaceand the Sun's vernal glarethe gulls cut to curlsin their turns...
- By Julia FiedorczukFrom within my bodily singularityI play at sending out gentle sunbeams.I don't believe in myself, but...
- By Thomas TraherneI saw new Worlds beneath the Water ly,New Peeple; yea, another SkyAnd Sun, which seen by DayMight things...