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Terror
Kimiko Hahn
‘The lemon shark / who returns to the same mangrove-lined shallows / every year to give birth.’
Two Poems
Hoa Nguyen
‘I wrote ‘valley’ when I meant ‘longing’ / Your laugh a river A trout kind of green.’
The Common Cold
Laura Kasischke
‘But here we are again, you and I, the / two of us, tangled / up and biological.’
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.’
Two Poems
Kimiko Hahn
‘Certainly the tide or the dog striding along the sluff of seaweed, / this afternoon – brown, light green, black green, white and red.’
A Meeting of Minds with Henry David Thoreau
Andrew Motion
‘What am I doing here more than looking – / which I would stop / only to help things through their vanishing’
Silver Threads
Greg Alan Brownderville & Zach Savich
‘Time trapped me in this canyon, this dark jar — / jabbed holes in the sky to spare me light and air.’
Beyond Sunset
Mary Ruefle
‘Red sadness never appears sad . . . it appears in flashes of passion, anger, fear, inspiration and courage, in dark unsellable visions; it is an upside down penny concealed beneath a tea cosy.’
Three Poems
Sakutarō Hagiwara
‘What I do not have is Everything: / how is it that I won’t bear this neediness?’
