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    SUMMER NEVER DIES – By Michael Jerry Tupa

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    SUMMER NEVER DIESBy Michael Jerry Tupa July Comes Only OnceHe lies transfixed in his bed,"Close to you,"sun's shadow paints a pattern on the opposite wall,summertime, no school, no homework,voice...

    THE LADY’S EYES – By Jules Supervielle, translated by John J. Ronan

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    THE LADY'S EYESBy Jules Supervielle / translated by John J. Ronan This woman, whom I know, seems to herself unknown, absently off in...

    FORBIDDEN LOVE – By Ray Fenech

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    FORBIDDEN LOVEBy Ray Fenech Forbidden LoveWhen they made love the first timeHe never thought she’d walk away;In his mind it was: until death do us apart.When she wiped his...

    LOVE IN A WAR TIME – By Jeton Kelmendi

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    LOVE IN A WAR TIMEBy Jeton Kelmendi Love in a War Time Sometime I want them to happenThese thingsDifferentlyFor example, a heavy fog fell in me,Until...

    LOVE IS IN THE PROOF – By Dr. Peter Scheponik

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    LOVE IS IN THE PROOFBy Dr. Peter Scheponik Pond Song Today the pond has visitors, Canadian geese,an even dozen gliding across its rippling surface,the geese dip...

    A POEM IN WHICH THE MOON REJECTS YOU – By Danielle Hanson

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    A POEM IN WHICH THE MOON REJECTS YOUBy Danielle Hanson  Instructions on Stripping Take the rotten unused light of the moon,Add what the mirror sees when...

    CAPRICCIO – By Maureen Eppstein

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    CAPRICCIOBy Maureen Eppstein  Capricciofor no reasonIl capro, the goat on the hillsudden, unpredictable change, as of one's mindhip-hobble, hip-hobblesomersaultscartwheelssunlight on white daisieson the verge of a city street, a dusty sunflowera garden planted...

    SOME LIVING STRUCTURE IN THE UNDERLYING THOUGHT

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    SOME LIVING STRUCTURE IN THE UNDERLYING THOUGHTBy Carol Frith Lepidopteron A mourning cloak butterfly flashing winter maroonemerges from the creek willows, its dark...

    NAMELESS MOMENTS – By Harold Barnes

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    NAMELESS MOMENTSBy Harold Barnes   NAMELESS MOMENTSThis poemIs s proxyA placeholderFor every lapseIn my memoryIt representsThe fullness ofMy lifeA sum of allThe nameless momentsThat shaped meThe undersideOf the coinThe greater ofTwo evils    PARANOIDI fear these...

    POEMS – By Osip Mandelstam, translated by Don Mager

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    POEMSBy Osip Mandelstam / translated by Don Mager Untitled Accept as gladness from my palmsA little sun and a little honeyAs the bees of Persephone directed.