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Page 211 from Issue 13-14

Page 211 from Issue 13-14 train was passing the outlying houses of a town larger but sadder than ... food and put it in the portfolio. For a moment a complete picture of the town, on that bright August ... The town was floating in the heat. The woman and the girl got off the train and crossed the abandoned ...
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Page 13 from Issue 123

Page 13 from Issue 123 Three Geese snow thaw red haze dusk-bent harvest the wild geese vying in ... thaw and glow silent out of last light red haze, promise over maples, oaks, and poplars 13 Issue 123 ...
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Van Gogh: "The starry night"

W. D. Snodgrass
cottages, sheds And small barns of an old Dutch town. Brownish-red Houses with stepped gables and with high ... town remains beyond all shock and dazzle only this little still stands calm. Row on row, the gray frame ... D. Snodgrass Monday, January 1, 1968 Poetry Works Issue 11 Print Share Tweet ...
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Rave On

R. H. Fairchild
crews north as far as Canada. The ones left back in town begin to die, dragging main street shit-faced ... turned us down since we were only boys and she knew our fathers. We sat out front spitting Red Man and ... hungry still, hauled ass to old Arkalon, the ghost town on the Cimarron that lay in half-shadow and ...
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From dear someone

Deborah Landau
red with it all over this town 130 Issue 137 page Deborah Landau Tuesday, March 1, 2011 Poetry Work ...
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Out of the Woods

Luiza Flynn-Goodlett
tosses my dress in a trashcan, but red peeks out. Mutts nose the ridgeline. I read at recess, move into ... town. Pockets are jammy with berries from my secret thicket. Trees are tongues, fingers. My woods, ... hissing with leaves? Luiza Flynn-Goodlett Wednesday, July 15, 2020 Poetry Issue 158 Web Share Tweet ...
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Page 210 from Issue 13-14

Page 210 from Issue 13-14 wrapped in newspaper. She sat on the opposite seat, away from the ... to take on water at a station where there was no town. Outside, in the mysterious silence of the ... train did not pick up speed. It stopped at two identical towns with wooden houses painted bright colors. ...
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Maculate; A History Play

Linda Gregerson
going door to door, it must have been nineteen- thirty-six and half the town was out of work, we always ... had the Red Cross drive in March (consider the lilies how they grow). The snowmelt frozen hard again, ... Poetry Work Issue 113 Print Share Tweet ...
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Couple

Jean Follain
time a marvellous silence turns green made of the cities, the towns and the slopes it sleeps and is ... opal enclosed in red fabric. With the woman die tiny beasts a flower, a bird, a crucifix, crushed by ... the same stone. Issue 15 page Jean Follain Saturday, March 1, 1969 Poetry Translation Issue 15 Print ...
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The silence

Jean Follain
depths of time a marvellous silence turns green made of the cities, the towns and the slopes it sleeps ... breasts the color of opal enclosed in red fabric. With the woman die tiny beasts a flower, a bird, ... a crucifix, crushed by the same stone. Issue 15 page Jean Follain Saturday, March 1, 1969 Poetry Translation ...

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