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    Sailing to Byzantium

    By William Butler Yeats
    I

    That is no country for old men. The young
    In one another's arms, birds in the trees,
    —Those dying generations—at their song,
    The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,
    Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long
    Whatever is begotten, born, and dies.
    Caught in that sensual music...
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    Deep Water Trawling

    By Jorie Graham
    The blades like irises turning very fast to see you completely—steel-blue then red where the cut occurs…
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    The Magnificent Frigatebird

    By Ada Limón
    Is it okay to begin with the obvious? I am full of stones—
                is it okay not to look out this window, but to look out another?

    A mentor once said, You can't start a poem...
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    The Book of Frank [“this is your”]

    By CAConrad
    “this is your
    captain” Frank says from the cockpit

    “all passengers wishing to bail out
    any time during our flight

    it
    is
    too
    late

    I have shredded the parachutes to confetti
    in celebration of our arrival”
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    Contemplations at the Virgin de la Caridad Cafetería, Inc.

    By Richard Blanco
    Que será, el café of this holy, incorporated place,
    the wild steam of scorched espresso cakes rising
    like mirages from the aromatic waste, waving
    over the coffee-glossed lips of these faces
     
    assembled for a standing breakfast of nostalgia,
    of tastes that swirl with the delicacy...
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    Speaking Alone

    By Tristan Tzara
    Translated By Heather Green
    senseless here’s the man with the crystal contractions
    with the rumor of sand with a doll’s past tense
    at the hollow step in a bed of distress
    nevertheless present at the passage of spring spring Tristan Tzara wrote this poem during the summer of...
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    Border Wisdom

    By Ahmad Almallah
    the world is not as bad as our
                                           neighbors
    made it to be that day—
    we’ve seen worse days—
    and how beautiful
    they were, these days...
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    Linnaeus in Lapland

    By Lorine Niedecker
    Nothing worth noting
    except an Andromeda
    with quadrangular shoots—
                the boots
    of the people

    wet inside: they must swim
    to church thru the floods
    or be taxed—the blossoms
                from the bosoms
    of the leaves


    *


    Fog-thick morning—
    I see only
    where I now walk. I carry
                my clarity
    with me.


    *


    Hear
    where her snow-grave is
    the You
                ah you
    of...
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    Walking Horizon

    By Tristan Tzara
    Translated By Heather Green
    then the clouds rolled in
    young is the night that is to say
    a cellophane softness ensued
    which blew across the sky like wisps of straw
    their firearms—a job well done
    young is the night

    and when the circus tent begins to blaze
    beneath the eyes speak...
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    Voyages

    By Hart Crane
    I

    Above the fresh ruffles of the surf
    Bright striped urchins flay each other with sand.   
    They have contrived a conquest for shell shucks,   
    And their fingers crumble fragments of baked weed   
    Gaily digging and scattering.

    And in answer to their treble interjections   
    The sun beats lightning...
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    The Wanderer

    By Unknown
    Oft him anhaga are gebideð,
    metudes miltse, þeah þe he modcearig
    geond lagulade longe sceolde
    hreran mid hondum hrimcealde sæ,
    wadan wræclastas. Wyrd bið ful aręd!
    Swa cwæð eardstapa, earfeþa gemyndig,
    wraþra wælsleahta, winemæga hryre:
    “Oft ic sceolde ana uhtna gehwylce
    mine ceare cwiþan. Nis nu cwicra nan
    þe...
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    High Flight

    By John Gillespie Magee Jr.
    Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
    And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
    Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
    of sun-split clouds,—and done a hundred things
    You have not dreamed of—wheeled and soared and swung
    High in the sunlit silence....
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    The Golden Record

    By Katie Willingham
    Diagram of a diagram: if properly decoded,
                                                                       ...
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    The Let's Have a Cigarette and Assess the Situation (Extended Stay Motel)

    By Katie Hartsock
    In order to assess the situation,
    a good wall is necessary
    for strategic leaning
    and contemplative exhalations
    cast in smoke.
    Across the state highway,
    the strip mall sits for sale,
    its parking lot lamps
    empty umbrellas of spit and shine.
    In this dead of the country
    night, a passing trucker
    shifts...
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    Solar

    By Robin Becker
    The desert is butch, she dismisses your illusions
    about what might do to make your life
    work better, she stares you down and doesn’t say
    a word about your past. She brings you a thousand days,
    a thousand suns effortlessly each morning rising.
    She lets...
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    Santo Domingo Feast Day

    By Robin Becker
    Think of the fox skins belted to the backs of the dancers

    at Santo Domingo Pueblo, a thousand fox skins leaping.

    The first year I heard the bells around their waists.

    The second year I heard the drum inside my belly.

    The third year...
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    At the Miller House

    By Anni Liu
    Notice the theme of floating, our volunteer guide says, pointing to the light gray exterior walls. We take out our phones to capture the weeping European beech—the first of its kind I’ve seen—dangling dark papery leaves in cascading caves to...
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    The Border Simulator

    By Gabriel Dozal
    The only thing sure in this world is death and Texas.

    The word crosser turtles in the throat of customs

    while a worker steers other workers. She’s someone to drive the car

    and sigh a coworker’s name, “Primitivo.”

    Customs is deeply invested in watching...
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