"Standing on the iron fence around the swimming pool, / the pigeons have the gray sheen of underpaid men." At America’s Best Value Inn in Crossett, Arkansas by Chloe Honum (2016 Diode Poetry) http://diodepoetry.com/v9n1/content/honum_c.html

"Standing on the iron fence around the swimming pool, / the pigeons have the gray sheen of underpaid men." At America’s Best Value Inn in Crossett, Arkansas by Chloe Honum (2016 Diode Poetry) http://diodepoetry.com/v9n1/content/honum_c.html

"All that falls is caught. Unless // it doesn’t stop, like moonlight, / which has no pace to speak of" Spring by Chloe Honum from The Tulip Flame (2014 Cleveland State University Poetry Center) http://thetorontoquarterly.blogspot.ca/2014/08/chloe-honum-tulip-flame-interview.html

"All that falls is caught. Unless // it doesn’t stop, like moonlight, / which has no pace to speak of" Spring by Chloe Honum from The Tulip Flame (2014 Cleveland State University Poetry Center) http://thetorontoquarterly.blogspot.ca/2014/08/chloe-honum-tulip-flame-interview.html

"Love yourself first and everything else falls into line. You really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world." ― Lucille Ball.                                                                                                                                                     More

"Love yourself first and everything else falls into line. You really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world." ― Lucille Ball. More

"like anticipating how the station-names will change abruptly from words stout as fortresses to words slinky as rivers" Model City [1] by Donna Stonecipher (2013 Paris Review via George Szirtes) http://georgeszirtes.blogspot.ca/2014/10/two-model-cities-poem-by-donna.html

"like anticipating how the station-names will change abruptly from words stout as fortresses to words slinky as rivers" Model City [1] by Donna Stonecipher (2013 Paris Review via George Szirtes) http://georgeszirtes.blogspot.ca/2014/10/two-model-cities-poem-by-donna.html

"I’d like to join / the gravel crew, dig low rumbling / earthmovers, our assemblies / of glittering resentments." Escaping the Landscape by Alice Burdick (2014 The Puritan) http://puritan-magazine.com/escaping-the-landscape/

"I’d like to join / the gravel crew, dig low rumbling / earthmovers, our assemblies / of glittering resentments." Escaping the Landscape by Alice Burdick (2014 The Puritan) http://puritan-magazine.com/escaping-the-landscape/

"Everyone sits in a room / built by those who are no longer with us, / everyone speaking words the dead have made." James Pollock, 2013 Canadian Griffin Poetry Prize Shortlist

"Everyone sits in a room / built by those who are no longer with us, / everyone speaking words the dead have made." James Pollock, 2013 Canadian Griffin Poetry Prize Shortlist

"the beads she worries through, now/are smooth black river stones/water-worried/each bead-berry clasped/to the next seed in prayer" She Worries Beads by Marilyn Dumont (2013 Canadian Poetries) http://www.canadianpoetries.com/poetries/2013/9/9/marilyn-dumont-three-poems

"the beads she worries through, now/are smooth black river stones/water-worried/each bead-berry clasped/to the next seed in prayer" She Worries Beads by Marilyn Dumont (2013 Canadian Poetries) http://www.canadianpoetries.com/poetries/2013/9/9/marilyn-dumont-three-poems

"Who are the people / facing the lake? Are those heads / ours? Is that our light?" Lake by George Szirtes (2015 Dromineer Literary Festival) http://www.dromineerliteraryfestival.ie/_blog/News_and_Updates/post/new-poems-by-george-szirtes-and-mark-fiddess-following-their-visit-to-dromineer/#.VhuuPiv7Kz-

"Who are the people / facing the lake? Are those heads / ours? Is that our light?" Lake by George Szirtes (2015 Dromineer Literary Festival) http://www.dromineerliteraryfestival.ie/_blog/News_and_Updates/post/new-poems-by-george-szirtes-and-mark-fiddess-following-their-visit-to-dromineer/#.VhuuPiv7Kz-

"you’ve left no footprints, not a single one, / despite all your adventures, / anyone following you could ever follow." Dick Allen, Calligraphy Accompanied by the Mood of a Calm but Definitive Sauce (2011 Poetry Magazine)

"you’ve left no footprints, not a single one, / despite all your adventures, / anyone following you could ever follow." Dick Allen, Calligraphy Accompanied by the Mood of a Calm but Definitive Sauce (2011 Poetry Magazine)

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