This City – Eugenia Leigh 

could use more seraphs.
Anything with wings, really—

a falcon, a swallowtail.
Ravenous for marvels, I slit open
a chrysalis. Inside,

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Wounded Earth – C.K. Williams

Is it as I suspect not that rare for you to be
wounded ravaged stripped of so much
of what you wore with seeming pride

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The Watching Tree – Maurice Manning 

So, I went out into the blue
carrying my love-dream
in my bare hands like a bird, a bird
I’d found alone and had to raise,

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Sturgeon Season – Floyd Skloot 

They have been there since dawn,
their boats side-by-side midriver,
lines cast downstream into the edge
of deep water, sipping coffee as light

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