Four Elegies by Richard Jackson

  THE MUD PUDDLE   It exists only in the mud puddle just as Escher saw another world at the bottom of his painting, but here now,...
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Tomaž Šalamun

My great-grandmother milled an old man / and swallowed him. -- two new poems by Tomaž Šalamun

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