Mrs. Lazarus
Believe me, it isn't easy
Ormsby, Eric
An Epistle from Rice Point
Nothing's gone smoothly at Rice Point. The cod
Rowing into the Glades
I had pledged myself to rescue princesses
Little Auguries
The vast summer's distillate of cloud
Soliloquy at Nightfall in the Mayflower Hotel (Jacksonville, Florida, Winter 1937)
Even here, in Jacksonville, in the gritty twilight
Recantation
Lord, if I preferred the fine degrees
Formal Portrait of the Rev. J.C. Blacklock
The predatory irises ensnare and grip
The Secrets of Cities
The secrest from the cities which he took, - the recollection of a tart
The Jewel Box
I have not done with you, I have not done,
Two Studio Portraits of my Great-Grandparents
He gazes sideways with his fine eyes fixed
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Current Issue: No. 301
