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e c l e c t i c a
p o e t r y
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Poems containing the words bliss, agenda, star, and lost.
Lean accounts followed the splendor,
and memories reminded me of the pleasures.
The visions of delight carried no superfluous meat.
Jane-Rebecca Cannarella
I keep speaking to you in poetry. I'm sorry.
I never thought I would be this way.
Noelle McManus
I'm so small a giant hand holds me
lightly against the dawn hum
of the recomposing self.
Jane M. Wiseman
I see a dot
of red marble flash: a good warning
sign.
Brooks Harris