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Poems from the Current Issue

Feast Days

By Alison Pelegrin

The Years Were Patient with Me

By Jeanne Murray Walker

Ex Nihilo

By Bruce Bond

The Border

By Bruce Bond

Egypt's Grief

By Farouk Goweda

Entreaty

By Joseph J. Capista

Blue Heron, Marlborough

By G. C. Waldrep

Harmonium

By Jason Gray

Doubt at Easter

By Jason Gray

[We have nothing...]

By Dimitri Psurtsev

[My brain is like a millstone]

By Dimitri Psurtsev

Saint Taciturn

By Robert Avery

Woodpile

By Robert Avery

Poems from the Archive

A Prayer for Home


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Four Poems


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Self-Portrait as a Lighthouse


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Hesychasterion


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Image

Venetian Villanelle


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Once


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Harmonium


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Fourth Week, First Contemplation, Second Prelude


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The Concord of the Strings


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Field


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a black and white image of an open field except for a short tree with a tuft of leaves at the top in the front right corner of the image, and a hazy shape of a tree in the far background in the left quadrant. two figures walk away from the camera in a thick fog, you can only see their shapes.

Poetic Creed


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Note to My Sister from Notre Dame


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a profile that is almost back of the head of a man driving. He has curly hair and in the front of the image, you can see the blurry top of his hand on the steering wheel. Sun comes in from through the windshield and casts a glow on his face. The whole image is washed in blue and green tones like it's underwater.

Aphorisms


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In the Beginning


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Letter VII from the Western Coast of the British Isles to a Hermit Monk of the Thebaïd, Egypt, Sixth Century


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image of a woman with her face towards the camera and the sun behind her back, illuminating a large tree. she is in shadows, the hint of light on the side of her face from the light of the sun. in front of her flies grass, swirling around her in the air.

Yes, a nameless quietness…


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Saint Francis Appears at the Scene of an Accident, Then Joins the Murmuration


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Blue Heron, Marlborough


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Orange and Spices


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I Loved You Before I Was Born


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Petition: California Avenue


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Apocalypse Love


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Deserted


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Doubt at Easter


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image of a golden semi-translucent ash tray on top of a white wooden table, covered in old cigarette butts. a slit of light in a rectangular slat falls from the top left corner of the image to the bottom right.

Willie’s Not Right


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Go Gentle


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Onesimus


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Question for My Father


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The Key


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Adjusting to Darkness


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Evolution


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Impromptu Novena in September


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From The Book of Brothers


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Still Working it Out


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Woman Holding a Balance


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The Iberian Muse


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Minium


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Making Dinner I Think about Poverty—


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a collection of wine glasses, short and squat glasses, and a clear vase-shaped glass for water sit on top of a black table. the rims of rounded elegant black chairs sit on either side of the table.

Elegy for William Carlos Williams on the Eve of His 125th Birthday


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When I Meet You


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To Begin With


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Sometimes It’s Easy to Know What I Want


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Monday: Peach


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A True Story


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Another Idiot Psalm: We Say Flight


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At Heaven’s Rim


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[My brain is like a millstone]


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Goodbye


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And If Jesus Asked You to Breakfast?


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Devotion: For Our Bodies


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Manual for the Would-Be Saint


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The Assumption of Miriam from a Winter Street, 1942


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Orchard


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Our Heads against the Walls


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Beginnings Again


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Feast Days


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close up of mustard seeds dangling on a dry branch, seeds in the leaves illuminated by the sun behind them.

Buried Treasure


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golden squiggly soft moss shimmering in a haze of orange near the top of the frame, in a dark vignette

Molest the Dead


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Shortnin’ Bread


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Fool Plow


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The Soul


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Cotton Mather Examines Four Children Afflicted by Witchcraft


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a woman in a yellow rainjacket walks away from the camera, a dog by her side. one of her feet is raised in movement. to her left is thick bramble and wheat and a large tree, illuminated by a hazy glow of sun. it looks like it just rained, the atmosphere is gauzy.

Taking the Byzantine Path to Monastiri Aghiou Ioannou


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Learning the Crawl


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Nostalgia for the Doughnut Shop


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Lacrimae Rerum


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Sheet: A Psychology of Hatred


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Still Life with Lily


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Guide to Avian Architecture


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Hirudo Medicinalis


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Saint Taciturn


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Notre Dame


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[My brain is like a millstone]


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old black and white image that looks like a polaroid of a large campfire. the flames are in a warm glow in the center. behind the fire sits four blurry people, caught in mid-motion in the shadows.

Last Night’s Fire


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a profile that is almost back of the head of a man driving. He has curly hair and in the front of the image, you can see the blurry top of his hand on the steering wheel. Sun comes in from through the windshield and casts a glow on his face. The whole image is washed in blue and green tones like it's underwater.

Aphorisms


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Cleft for Me Let Me Hide Myself from Thee


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[Today, having swigged a half-liter]


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Hymn


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How the Band Becomes One Body


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Fool Plow


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A Chastisement of Deer


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Postscript


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Night and Chaos


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Grace in Action or Murphy’s Law in Reverse


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Woodpile


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Near-Annunciation at Carroll’s Point


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Three Roses


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No Counting Sheep without Feeding Them, Too


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By Other Names


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When I Meet You


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Rumspringa


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Conjoined


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The Good Samaritan Speaks


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Quantum Theory


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Russian Bell


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upward shot of the top of a large cathedral with two towers flanking the center structure, both with a turret at the very top (a steeple). the image is overlaid with light leaks of purple and red, and while the cathedral is lit by the sun, the shadows are green. it looks like the film was ruined, overexposed, or opened up, so the image is saturated with watercolor-ish colors.

Some Saint


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Credo


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Go Gentle


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Kinds of Resistance


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Easter Pantoum


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Ya-Quddus


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After Love


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A Quick Interpretation of the Sixth Seal


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The Present


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image of dusk and people holding three white balloons in the darkness by trees, the balloons are lit up and glowing slightly, everything else in the image is bathed in shadows.

Visions of My Children


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Habits of Invention


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Another Idiot Psalm


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Now I Lay Me Down


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This is Not About Looking Like a Success


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The Moss Method


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Meeting-House Fire


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Sigh in Silence


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The Border


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About Angels: Cahors, France, 2007


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Creed in the Santa Ana Winds


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Between Prayer


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Theodicy after City of God


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I Loved You Before I Was Born


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Elegy for D.S.


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black and white image looking upwards at overlapping tree branches, all spun in a circle because of the lens, so seen in blurs and dots of spinning round light.

Orbit


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