Tag: Kathleen Goldblatt
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Postcard to My Sister after Crossing Prague’s Charles Bridge
I wandered across three times. From its arched center, red roofs belowsprinkled by a giant. Birds circled a gray sky,…
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Scheherazade
sweet teller, you spin the bones of a good talebut it’s not for you to tell my lifewhen I’m dead.…
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A New Shore
after Farnez FatemiFriends, let’s fishfor hope, gather itinto our nets. Store the best catchbefore we steer to shore.Loop a line…
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No. 27, Strážnice
after Danusha LamerisThere was that morning we drove past stone gates into Strážnice, the green Skoda’s muffler ready to drop, …
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Kateřina
We brought her chrysanthemums. On Sunday mornings I filled a tin bucket from the loose steel spigot,carried it down pebbled…
