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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

George Herbert on the Road to Salisbury


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The Lord Spoke to the Fish


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“Remember Me as One Who Woke Up”


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Just Time


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And If Jesus Asked You to Breakfast?


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image of a bluish bowl

To Jenya on First Noticing the Dog’s Bowl of My Imagination


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On Lectio Divina, Counterclockwise


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Asperges


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Canticle of the Cherry Tree


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Ex Nihilo, Then Us


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Impractical Part


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Discipleship Training in Kailua Kona


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Every Day I Touch Things


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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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The Offices


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Near-Annunciation at Carroll’s Point


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Articulation


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Homage to a Philosopher of History as a Small Child


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Name and Nature


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Exile with Fox


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Atheism’s Easier


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The Clearing


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At the Amphitheatrum Flavium


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Sigh in Silence


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Manifest, by Reason of Birth


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Glowworm


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My Father at Eleven Years


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Altricial


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[My brain is like a millstone]


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William Eggleston


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Every One Such as I


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Ararat Express


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image of a road covered in melting snow, with a giant puddle reflecting the sky. one of the puddles, closest to the camera, is dark blue, the other puddle, further away, is red and orange and glistening with a lone car's headlights. the car, road, and trees are black from the dawn. the top of the sky is a pale blue and pink shell color, the bottom thick bands of red and gold for the sunrise.

Psalm for the January Thaw


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Minium


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Daybreak, Winter


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The Preacher Addresses the Seminarians


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Orpiment


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Pantoum for Seven Words


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After Hearing That a Friend Visiting Israel for the First Time Asked Her Private Tour Guide, “Where Is the Garden of Eden?”


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The Iberian Muse


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Cellar Door


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Advent


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Homily


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The Field


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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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Syllable Nutshell


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Echo


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Friend


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Kinds of Resistance


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Bewilder


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In the Beginning Was the Word


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Bone Anthem


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it is dusk: we see water, deep maroon with black shadows crested on the underside of shelled waves,. a boat lit up with gold lights and steaming smoke into the mauve-dusky sky casts bands of gold and glittering lights on the path of the water, leaves a dark shadow behind it. the shore is a black band of shadows.

Passage


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After Love


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Verdigris


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Temple Tomb


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purple lilies or violets in front of a blurred out green background in soft bluish light, framed in a rounded black rectangle.

Longing


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Meditation on Soteriology


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How Long the Long Winter


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To Begin With


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The Microbiome and the Boson


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Elegy for D.S.


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Some Small Bone


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The Key


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The Ordinary Time


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Postscript


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Advent


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Woodpile


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Stole


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[Do you remember the seraphim]


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Syllable Nutshell


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The Cost of Lessons


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a still life painting with a blue background. on the top is leafy and flowery plants in a vase, bowls filled with fruit (figs and grapes and marrow bones). it is very opulent.

The Wasp on Renaissance Painters


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Walking to Emmaus


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Impractical Part


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Putting Out into the Deep from Gloucester


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Sometimes It’s Easy to Know What I Want


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Anti-poetics


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Bone Anthem


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Grace in Action or Murphy’s Law in Reverse


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image of dark glossy water with bright yellowy-green lily-pads floating on the top. some of them are partially submerged and you can see their murky shapes and light in the dark ash color of the water.

No Path


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Liturgy of the Hours


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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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Portrait of the Psalmist as Ultra-Singer


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three champagne glasses set on the ground in front of feet walking away from the champagne. the image is in black and white and made with film, it is grainy and has a nostalgic feel to it.

Oriana Fallaci in New York


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Orpiment


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Salt Wife


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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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Notre Dame


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Recompense His Paraclete


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[Today, having swigged a half-liter]


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To Begin With


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The Taste of Eden


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Pantoum for Seven Words


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Fire in Freedom


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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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On Lectio Divina, Counterclockwise


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Rothko


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Egypt’s Grief


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Poem in July


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Image of two dark green chairs in shadows on opposite sides of a window that is casting golden light throw yellow shutters.

Twins


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[You bind my hands with saliva]


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Into the Chambres of Dora Maar


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No Counting Sheep without Feeding Them, Too


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