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Summer 2003, issue 9, The Embedded Poet.
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This is issue number Ten, Summer 2003.

to cool soup spoons comes a breeze from the
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He curls up in the boot when they go through the gate and he gets into the drive-in with nothing but half a packet of
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Through the limits of the sun the stream runs down by itself and we do not expect
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The Day the Piano Tuner Came
- Martha Clarkson

When you separate from your destiny
- Yosefa Raz

That Barbour Jacket
- Evelyn Perry

WARNING
- David Filer

Terraced
- Liam Ferney

Into the Night
- Anne Fraser

My Life in Ten Sentences
- S.B. Banks

Zephyr
- Shelly Reed

Canal Duck
- Bruce Mendenhall

Survival Math
- Jason Schupp

Singing in the Pandaleshwar Caves
- Rachel Dacus

the first steps back to now
- rob mclennan

small poems
- Ronald Baatz

Purpose
- Eric Ronco

The Life of Umbrellas
- Rachel Dacus

Photograph of Cathedral with Bicycle
- Shisa Poet

Laura Nyro's Dead
- Corey Mesler

A Walk Near Jesuit College
- Chuck Levenstein

Sonnet 1000001
- Liam Ferney

heartbroken sky & graceless singers
- rob mclennan

The Management of Grief
- Mary Francis Farrow

verb: to pelican
- Anthony Russell White

Katie's Science
- Jow Lindsay

Still Life
- David Filer

Sundown at Mono Lake
- Bryan Carstens

Afghan Church, Bombay
- Subhayu Mishra

Sunday Morning
- Yosefa Raz

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Drinking from the green current Which sluices down a supple neck,
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At noon in a dim chamber fifty feet under Pune's dusty schoolyard roar, my voice threaded
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The ground shimmers with alkali flies, shrubs bleached white with salt.
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