JENNIFER ANNA GOSETTI FERENCEI
“Among our trees the devilish gypsy moth / scatters still-green leaves like scraps of cloth”
Quatrains
RICHARD O’CONNELL
“Depletion haunted him: things running down, / As if there were no spare parts in the world”
CATHERINE SAVAGE BROSMAN
“Full moon, full river now — a mountain tide / at flood stage and still rising”
