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by
Lili Bita. Translated by Robert Zaller.
Look at you!
Bent in shame.
carrying a change
of panties,
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Rhina P. Espaillat
Beside the Merrimack, in white,
cocooned from winds they hope to ride,
the huddled boats are sleeping tight,
marooned on stilts above the tide.
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Anne Frydman
History is the unwanted cough
the dream, the unexpected life
the poem about to be written
coming indoors, past wet foxes
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Rachel Hadas
I saw two spiderwebs above the brook.
Sitting on a stone, feet in icy water,
I might have been anticipating what
I didn't know.
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Rachel Hadas
Lying in bed,
I walk the road
inside my head.
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Donald Kuspit
emperor,
you wear my old clothes,
and mothers and fathers,
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Donald Kuspit
i aborted you in wonder,
you revived
in shadow,
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Donald Kuspit
imperative as innocence,
you beguiled me
with promise,
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Donald Kuspit
death shall not
part us,
nor unite us,
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Jorge Martillo. Translated by
Fernando Iturburu
and
Alexis Levitin.
Now I can no longer pursue nothingness
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Carolyn Raphael
dress in colored mourning clothes,
choosing the patterns of despair
or camouflage in beige and gray.
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David Slavitt
Master the rudiments because you will need them,
some of them anyway. But go on from there
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by
Lewis Turco
Today I have reached the year my father was
when he died — I was thirty-four, old enough,
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by
Robert Zaller
The first riddle
is how to get
into the poem
the second
how to get out.
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Robert Zaller
In the alternate folio
Hamlet fights no silly duel
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Robert Zaller
The islands
grow dim on their bed of mist.
We fix their positions
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