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Poetry
Bonnie Thurston
You live in unremitting darkness,
Poetry
Paul Martin

The first time I entered his empty room

Poetry
Barbara Lydecker Crane
Wed scatter at our fathers thunder bark:
Poetry
John Slater
That afternoon, a retarded boy wandered into the cloister.
Poetry
James S. Torrens, S.J.

I have just finished reading about 1,000 poems submitted for America’s annual Foley poetry contest. Garrison Keillor, of “Prairie Home Companion,” says he read 2,000 poems on the topic of spring to pick 15 for his radio show on April Fool’s weekend. Wearying as that is, we both seem to have enjoyed and been touched by the contact with so many lives and inner worlds and imaginations, to say nothing of personal losses and gains.

Poetry
Mary Catherine Vukimanic
after you had gone,