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Apparition
Mark Doty
‘an orange plastic basket of compost / down from the top of the garden – sweet dark, / fibrous rot, promising’
Advice Column
Kazim Ali
‘Me always untorn and enslaved / Weird notions of gender and ground / Nothing but you between me and god.’
Krapp Hour
Anne Carson
‘Funny to end up here you may think, in this line of work, did I back into it, well more or less.’
Demeter
Fiona Benson
‘I head down the path hoping she’ll come / but when I look back she’s gone and my own voice / snags at her name like barbed wire on skin.’
Picnic
Emily Berry
‘Watching the sea is like watching something in pieces continually striving to be whole / Imagine trying to pick up a piece of the sea and show it to a person / I tried to do that.’