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Come Again/Woods
Maureen N. McLane
‘They party in the woods / as if they were meant for pleasure / not timber.’
Three Prose Poems
Sharmistha Mohanty
‘And the evening wind from over the sea makes that threadbare self billow like a tattered sail, all that resisted it now become the air on which it rises.’
Hunters in the Snow
Andrew Motion
‘The hunters have all failed, / the three hunters and their forlorn dogs / now arriving home from the mountain / which thunders above their village’
Song
Silvina Ocampo
‘Oh, nothing, nothing is mine. / I am like the reflections of a gloomy lake / or the echo of voices at the bottom of a blue / well when it has rained.’
The Afterlife of Trees and Their Lovers
Sumana Roy
‘It is difficult to imagine a history of trees / without man in it. Man as tree, Tree as tale.’
Two Poems
Caitlin Scarano
‘didn’t antlers grow from his head / whenever my mother’s back was turned?’
Vinod Kumar Shukla: Two Poems
Vinod Kumar Shukla
‘The truth is, though no one says it, / They’re all worried about their children.’
From The Abstract Humanities
Sandra Simonds
‘let us / build the openwork fabric of our garden / on the fear in the body’