Stanley Plumly

  GERMANS     THERE ARE ELEVEN OF THEM. Why I remember the exact number is uncertain, perhaps because it's enough to field a...
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Stanley Plumly

There was a picture in the paper, front / page, as if this news was the end of cruelty.

Michael Waters

Not ghost horse, fever-dream horse, horse inked on silken fog / Setting off once more the neighbor’s neurotic bulldog, // Nor the wan roan of the brief, elliptical lyric / Looping infinities in our pre-dawn cul-de-sac, /

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