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Bob

Jana Prikryl

‘he cut out small talk / not hearing it, convincingly deaf to its nothing’

Two Poems

Jana Prikryl

‘his balance / between person and / abstraction’s so stirring I want no other token for anything can happen’

The Passing of the Contemplative Life

D. Ptryrczwz

‘she was not among those / I’d expected I might meet’

In Ballard

Alissa Quart

‘We name stuff and hope / that’s proof. How / reporting works.’

Supernovae

Ellen Rachlin

‘Theory cannot be tangible fact / like driving on I-95 to get to a lecture / on supernovae.’

High Table

Craig Raine

‘The inescapable smoke of her gown’

we are seen by the world / what must be seen

Nisha Ramayya

‘oh dirty feet blood-clotter / oh grease monkey clod-hopper / oh cloud-devourer spit’

Walk Laramidia

Swati Rana

‘Imagine all the prodigal / People, hoping only to / Escape every human mistake.’

Citizen

Claudia Rankine

‘Certain moments send adrenaline to the heart, dry out the tongue’

Salad Days

Barbara Ras

‘nothing in those early evenings free / of care could have prepared you’

17 Melbourne Road

Oliver Reynolds

‘A room at the top of the street / preserving his life in sunlight’

Endpapers

Adrienne Rich

‘Consider yourself / a trombone blowing unheard.’

Don’t Flinch

Adrienne Rich

‘Lichen-green lines of shingle pulsate and waver / when you lift your eyes. It’s the glare.’