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Issue 80
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Editor's Note
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POETRY
- Kelli Russell Agodon
- Heather Altfeld
- Derrick Austin
- Sam Barbee
- Michael Carman
- Adam Chiles
- Matthew Carter Gellman
- Stephen Harvey
- Holly Karapetkova
- Stephen Knauth
- Sara London
- Maren O. Mitchell
- Susan Musgrave
- D Nurkse
- Alison Palmer
- Doug Ramspeck
- Mitchell Andrew David Untch
- Joshua Weiner
- Jennifer Wheelock
- Ken White
- Emily Paige Wilson
Issue > Poetry
Elegy with a Lark Ascending
If there is a theme here, let it be this:
William's Lark Ascending, my father
asleep now as the heat settles over
his slippers, over the stilled acre
of his dreaming, his books initialing
the unlit passage home. Let it be
the chapel bell, its iron another detail
inside the machinery of silence.
Let it be my mother humming above
the vegetables, stove-blushed, stirring
the liver in, her spoon a tiny engine
inside this poem, turning over root
and organ. Let it be this soundtrack
of pearl thrumming at the glass,
the hour's loosening hand upon them.
The gardens abandoned tonight,
each one, solitary, agitated, prone.