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Poems of the Week

Poem of the Week: Erik Richardson

June 30, 2014
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Forth from the intersecting origin

Each number is newly born/and ages as it goes/this is the realm of the rich/and the shallow, an empty quadrant/where they think they exist

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Poem of the Week: Tony Mancus

June 24, 2014
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The people who I love are growing infections. They florally reconstitute. I am wishing their stamens. I am unconscious. What lips these flowers will vaunt.

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Poem of the Week: Rosebud Ben-Oni

June 16, 2014
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we never stay in the ground long/and you will come when we call/only we come back wrong/only we come back/with the foreign gods hanging on

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Poem of the Week: Stephanie Berger

June 9, 2014
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What are her threats but testimonies of love?

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Poem of the Week: Nikki Wallschlaeger

June 6, 2014
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Sonnet 3, 10, 15

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Poem of the Week: cris cheek

May 25, 2014
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  Usage else makeup without pretty retweeted without personal notes retweeted without notes without personnel retweeting personal doubt is else bulling me typing retweeted. I can’t speak for myself i can’t tweet. I cannot speak of an illness I cannot speak a chance dogging the title unwoken else used i make Bully negated retweeted.   […]

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Poem of the Week: Ben Kopel

May 13, 2014
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whatever holy something / might want / even me / a teenage symphony / a pure system of spasms / wrecked with sex /

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Poem of the Week: Lara Glenum

May 7, 2014
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Her snout is scaly + She has a grotty disease

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Poem of the Week: Jenny Zhang

May 1, 2014
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I’m not gonna eat Keats’ eye after all and use it/to see who will read me when I’m dead

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Poem of the Week: Amanda J. Bradley

April 25, 2014
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Swallowed Whole Recently, on vacation, I saw a blue heron catch and eat a fish. In its middle, the fish was a good deal larger than the heron’s slender neck. Looking out subway windows, sparks fly, light up graffiti tags in this dark, rat-infested tunnel I am hurtling through. Ideas leap to mind: violence, poverty, […]

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Poem of the Week: Jeff Rath

April 19, 2014
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On This Side

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Poem of the Week: Maria Mazziotti Gillan

April 11, 2014
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Watching the Pelican Die On TV, I watch the pelican with its mouth wide open, its wings and body coated with oil. Is it screaming? I do not hear the sound and since this is a photograph, I don’t know if it was caught in that mouth-stretched howl when it died or if it’s howling […]

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Poem of the Week: Christine Gelineau

April 4, 2014

Bliss

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Poem of the Week

March 28, 2014
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Prayer for Topaz, 1942 Dear God, Mom said you are busy and don’t have time to listen to a little 8-year-old Negro girl from North Carolina and her foolishness, like praying for a box of candy. That would be selfish. But if it’s really important she said, then I should take it to you in […]

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Poem of the Week: Ned Balbo

March 21, 2014
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First Thaw

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Poem of the Week: Loren Kleinman

March 14, 2014
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At Fifteen I measured time in cigarettes. Underneath the underpass I popped reds and dropped blues next to sucked off Popsicle sticks. I straddled the concrete curb and anointed the night with love. I was alive— snorting coke in abandoned homes where pigeon shit painted the floor white. I ripped off loose wood and climbed […]

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