Parable
Phillips, Carl
There was a saint once,
he had but to ring across
water a small bell, all
manner of fish…
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Coin of the Realm
Phillips, Carl
Wrecked tiaras; plundered tombs ago-Beauty
was form, and form was discipline when, at last,</…
Cabo De Gata, December
Kercheval, Jesse Lee
for Leon-Paul Fargue
In vain, the waves come from
Africa to kiss your feet…
Fervor
Phillips, Carl
Somewhere between
To Be Lit
and To Be
Transfigured,
he’d removed his shirt,
<p…
Stationmaster Fallmerayer
Roth, Joseph
I
The strange story of the Austrian stationmaster Adam Fallmerayer deserves, without a…
Official forms
Kraus, Ivan
We don’t have any idea who invented the official form. Everyone has heard of Galileo, Edison, or Einstein…
Television
Cooley, Peter
Because we knew we were nearing the end
of our long term together, my parents and I,
this las…
Frost’s way of speaking
Frost, Carol
A first observation in the matter of irony in Robert Frost’s poetry must concern tone, since th…
How Clowns Go
Zagajewski, Adam
An old clown hands out fliers at the station
for a traveling circus. No doubt
this is h…
I am as I am
Almond, Steve
The developer’s hope had been to establish the park in Dorset Centre as a “public square” of the sort Bri…
