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Why I Am Like New Zealand

James Galvin

 

My feet stick out from beneath the sheet,
Pointing to where death thrives.
I am right side up.
I wake between tectonic plates that hurt.

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Registry – Andrea Cohen

 

They asked for what

they’d need: one

cup and one plate,

one day whose stunt

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ORIENT EPITHALAMION –Jonathan Galassi

Fall will touch down in golden Orient,

where ospreys float and peace comes dropping slow.

There will be pumpkins by the ton at Latham’s.

The trees will re-rehearse their yearly show.

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KRAMPUSNACHT – Ann Hart

’Tis late night in Bavaria, and all through the village
The grownups are drunk, full of beer and such swillage;
While children, a-tremble, hide deep in their beds,
Fearful the Krampus will rip off their heads.