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Carl Phillips
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Aubade: Some Peaches, After Storm
by Carl Phillips
So that each / is its own, now--each has fallen, blond stillness.
Civilization
by Carl Phillips
There's an art
Cloud Country
by Carl Phillips
If a Wilderness
by Carl Phillips
Then spring came
Leda, After the Swan
by Carl Phillips
Perhaps, / in the exaggerated grace
Passing
by Carl Phillips
When the Famous Black Poet speaks,
Porcelain
by Carl Phillips
As when a long forgetfulness lifts suddenly, and what
Surrounded as we are, unlit, unshadowed
by Carl Phillips
Squalor of leaves