Gentleman Crow – A.E. Stallings


Pacing to and fro
Along the autumn shore
Among the wrack and reek

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As You Label It. So It Appears to You. – James Crews

If I say I see a heron lifting off
hours before dawn, I mean I see
a long, blue piece of me unraveling

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Reading to the Blind Man – David Shumate

We start with the classics. Homer. Shakespeare. Chaucer. But
he becomes bored and wants to read romances. Stories of
people adrift on the tides of their passion. He is afraid he is
missing more than sight. That there are continents of

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Ice Would Suffice – Risa Denenberg

How swift, how far
the sea
carries a body from shore.

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