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Ray Rasmussen
Lenard D. Moore
Katherine Cudney
William J. Higginson
Paul Pfleuger, Jr.
George Dorsty
Carol Purington
Tom Tico
Sandra Simpson
Jeffrey Winke |
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midday hush
the rasp of a mallard
calling his mate |
| Ray Rasmussen
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a heart-shaped pebble
if you hold it just right —
our first days apart |
| Katherine Cudney
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winter rain . . .
who am I
to the cat? |
| Paul Pfleuger, Jr.
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Darkening sky
snowflakes soundless
against the garden chime |
| Carol Purington
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winter evening —
my newly divorced friend
hogs the cat |
| Sandra Simpson
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a magnolia leaf
falls between us
tenor sax |
| Lenard D. Moore
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restless pigeons —
gentle words from a clerk
bring a hint of tears |
| William J. Higginson
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dead hamster —
my son invents
a religion |
| George Dorsty
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Cold winter night
the scent from fireplaces
all the way home |
| Tom Tico
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lunar eclipse
the primal beat of techno
from a passing car |
| Jeffrey Winke
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