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Get Out Your Pens!
—Photo by Anonymous Lover of PigsTHE CREST—Ann Privateer, DavisWhitecapsan upsurge of curlsbrandishing beneath her surf boardfoam sprays azurewomen’s naval reserve takes leavegesticulating currentssea...
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Start With Liverwurst
—Photo by Katy Brown, DavisA CARROT—Ann Privateer, Davisa carrot foundin the streetOh Dear.fully growngreen lacy leavesfeather abovebut alasit's yellownot orangediscarded, I thinkI'll take itscrub...
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In Like a Lamb
Water from the Devil—Photo by Robert Lee Haycockbehind locked doors—Robert Lee Haycock, AntiochDalmaticChasubleCopeManiple StoleBurseLace and lace and lace and laceSamplerParasolPaisley...
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The Tread of the Tiger
CarouselA SPILLING OF SALTFrost begins to describeThe stories of the journey the airHas taken to arrive here on this Bright morning.Three or four very small yellow birdsFlit from tree to tree...
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Let Yourselves Fill Up With Sun
—Photo by Robert Lee Haycock, Antioch TWO HANDS—Anne SextonFrom the sea came a hand,ignorant as a penny,troubled with the salt of its mother,mute with the silence of the fishes,quick with the altars of...
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Suns of Not-Quite Spring
Miner's Lettuce—Photo by Taylor GrahamOVERWINTERED—Taylor Graham, PlacervilleOf the holly, only stalks remain, quite dead. Sheep's teeth ripped its leaves of shiny green,and each of our perennials that...
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Back to the Meadow
THE FOOL EXPLAINS HIMSELFWatch me juggle. Am I not handsome in my costume?Ask three questions.Would truth amaze you?Am I not handsome in my costume?I surpass my talents.Would truth amaze you?Go back to...
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The Tea of Miracles
—Photo by Katy Brown, DavisTEA FOR TWO—Claire J. Baker, Pinole1.Relaxed, we sipthe tea of miracles.Our essence evolvesas real as breathing.Expansive, we addoxygen to the air.In these rare momentswe are...
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Small Bangs & Figments
Evan Myquest (Mikey West)facing the music product of lifeproduct of stressproduct of sun and weatheri like to think i earned the artist’s worki like to think it’s not punishment for survivingi...
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Steel Lungs & Smoldering Words
In Bas Relief—Photo by Robert Lee Haycock, AntiochWE WILL BURY YOU—Caschwa, SacramentoSo proclaimed Nikita KhrushchevOf course we will not bury you with a shovel. Your own working class will bury...
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Crystal Dreams
Dream TigersTHE BIRDS OF REMONTHThe hills below RemonthAre terraced to the seaThough we do but seldom seeThe Southern shore.And the birds we know that live there,They are the birds most rare to...
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12 Buttons
Stones of Remembrance—Photo by Katy Brown, DavisTHE MYSTERY OF EMILY DICKINSON—Marvin BellSometimes the weather goes on for daysbut you were different. You were divine.While the others wrote more and...
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A Glass of Wine, A Carnival of Scars
Die Hoffhung II, 1907—Painting by Gustav KlimtNOT ALL, ONLY A FEW, RETURN AS THE ROSE OR THE TULIP—Mirza Asadullah Khan GhalibNot all, only a few, return as the rose or the tulip;What faces there must...
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From Risk to Regret
THE CONTEMPLATIONIt is the way seduction is carried throughthe imagination, the body tensewith a strong remembrance.No, it is not that way.It is a wondering,a fantasy of old thoughtsburied three...
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Lost?
—Photo by Richard Hansen the Taller, Sacramento GONE—Caschwa, SacramentoMy father passed awayFriday the 13th of Marchin '92, 21 years agosaid what he had to saytold cleaners not too much starchtaught...
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A Breath Between Seasons
B.Z. NiditchLOSING TIMETime like a yo-yoor a slinkymoves us forwardas we in glimmering duskwatch the catch fiery skydisappear laterthan we realizebehind a March of the moonlightin a playing...
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Beware the Ides...
—Photo Enhancement by Richard Hansen, SacramentoEGRET—Carol Louise Moon, SacramentoIt was the first time I sawthis snowy bird.We had left coral leaves behindas we drove over the mountain to viewThe...
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Creating a Language
RisingDEATH LOATHING HIMSELFMostly because of his choices.Death wanted to see certain thingsCompleted but his ADD interfered With his choices. He found himselfSurprised when someone he wasInterested...
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A New Dress: A Taste of Ireland
Glendalough, IrelandCANAL BANK WALK—Patrick KavanaghLeafy-with-love banks and the green waters of the canalPouring redemption for me, that I doThe will of God, wallow in the habitual, the banal,Grow...
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Veils of Moonlight
Rufous-Sided Towhee (chick?)—Photo by Ann PrivateerONE—Ann Privateer, Davislove is a ballof soundyou breathe it inthrough twonostrils, it fillsyour chesttingles thereradiates barriers. We share...
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