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Recuerdo

By Edna St. Vincent Millay
We were very tired, we were very merry—
We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry.
It was bare and bright, and smelled like a stable—
But we looked into a fire, we leaned across a table,
We lay on a...
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How We Met

By William J. Harris
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The More Loving One

By W. H. Auden
Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn
With a...
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Fast Gas

By Dorianne Laux

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Ars Poetica

A poem that reflects on the art of poetry itself, discussing its purpose, methods, and nature.
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    Mirror

    By Rita Dove
    Mirror,
    take this
    from
    me:
    my blasted gaze,
    sunken
    astonishment. Resolve
    memory & rebuild; shame’ll
    dissolve
    under powder pressed into
    my skin.

    Oh, avalanche, my harbor:
    can I
    look
    over you;
    pit & pustule, crease & blotch
    without seeing
    you through you—
    if all I am
    (Am I all?)
    is Woe is
    me?
    Mirror,
    this take
    from
    me:
    gaze blasted, my
    sunken
    resolve, astonishment.
    Shame’ll rebuild & memory
    dissolve
    into...
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    Triptych for Topological Heart

    By Alice Fulton
     it befalls us. an exchanged glance, reflective spasm.


    Is it a fantastically unlaminated question set in flesh
    or valentine that wears the air as its apparel?
    If you cut a heart from parchment, is it still
    a heart? A nontrivial knot, where turns of...
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    West Altadena

    By Jessica Abughattas
    Neighbors
    pass, two lines of smoke
    in hooded sweatshirts,

    from the sober living house
    next door, as I stand in the front yard
    watering dirt.

    I ask little of the garden—
    mere inspiration—working
    my shovel into bare earth.

    While witnesses in neckties
    carry scriptures, county sheriff
    circles the block.

    A couple fights
    in...

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