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BY SYLVIA PLATH

Arena dust rusted by four bulls' blood to a dull redness,

BY CHARLES DICKENS

By Sonia Sanchez

(for Emmett Louis Till)

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Your limbs buried

in northern muscle carry

BY SIR ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE
It's up and away from our work to-day,
    For the breeze sweeps over the down;

BY EDGAR ALLAN POE

BY GILLIAN CLARKE

Think of it waiting three hundred million years,  

not a hare hiding in the last stand of wheat,

By Rita Dove I made it home early, only to get stalled in the driveway-swaying at the wheel like a blind pianist caught in a tune meant...

By Willie Perdomo

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