Used Book by Julie Kane

Used Book by Julie Kane What luck—an open bookstore up ahead as rain lashed awnings over Royal Street, and then to find the books were secondhand, with one whole wall assigned to poetry; and then, as if that wasn’t luck enough, to find, between Jarrell and Weldon Kees, the blue-on-cream, familiar backbone of my chapbook, […]

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Table Nine by Bill Brown

Table Nine Bill Brown Oh Grandmother, while eating breakfast at Cracker Barrel, imagine my surprise to find your antique picture hanging in a grouping with a Coca-Cola sign, a stranger on a tractor, and a mule breaking sod. You taught me how to tight-line fish on Cub Creek, to spit on my hands, and rub […]

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Late Snow by Maxine Kumin

Late Snow by Maxine Kumin It’s frail, this spring snow, it’s pot cheese packing down underfoot. It flies out of the trees at sunrise like a flock of migrant birds. It slips in clumps off the barn roof, wingless angels dropped by parachute. Inside, I hear the horses knocking aimlessly in their warm brown lockup, […]

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