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Issue 77
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Editor's Note
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POETRY
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FICTION
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ESSAY
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BOOK REVIEW
- David Rigsbee reviews The Moon Is Almost Full
by Chana Bloch
- David Rigsbee reviews The Moon Is Almost Full
Issue > Poetry
Plums
The garden in the morning: I crush a white
moth and dust stains the tomato leaves.
The days shorten, steeped in light.
In our plum trees night falls like a limb
cracked in a storm, dragging rain down with it
clinging to the strands of a spider web.
The earth does not exactly suffer.
The rabbit seems to sleep in the fox's teeth
like an exhausted lover. In my wife's palm
the gathered plums have grown so sweet they split.