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Laura Straub

We go into the trees and find a field of wildflowers. Singing, we pick, pick apart and pull together until heaps of flowers fall out of our arms. Milkweed, queen anne’s lace, indigo, poppies, buttercups. Daisies, lavender, bulbous eyebright, until there are none left. Ants and aphids crawl down our backs like sweat. Bees and… Continue reading Laura Straub

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Mary Rose O’Reilley

When he uncovers fiddleheads by the spring, why does he always think of that first sight of her thigh in the peach-colored dress, of his hand’s searching moss with its red-gold stamens, the spring in that arid landscape like something from Canaan under his tongue? — Mary Rose O’Reilley, from “The Abandoned Farm,” Poetry (2007)

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Contemporary · Excerpt · Fragment · Griffin Poetry Prize (2016) · Heinrich Mann Prize (2015) · Kościelski Award (1975) · Neustadt International Prize for Literature (2004) · Online Magazine · Passage · Periodical · Poetry · Polish Culture · Polish Literature · Princess of Asturias Award (2017) · Vilenica Prize (1996)

Adam Zagajewski

there’s always a little joy, and even beauty lies close at hand, beneath the bark of every hour, in the quiet heart of concentration, and another person hides in each of us — universal, strong, invincible. — Adam Zagajewski, from “Three Angels,” Pangolin House, Spring 2014. Translated by Clare Cavanagh

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