Alison Stine
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National Poetry Month Day 30: “Dear Weather” by Alison Stine
Dear Weather Dear weather, what are you? It’s not the season, but there he stands: old man in flannel,
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The Rumpus Books Sunday Supplement
I’ve been away for what seems like an eternity, as many of you have been, but here we are, in a new decade, back from the abyss. Here’s some of what we’ve missed here at Rumpus Books.
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“Eva” by Alison Stine
Only here would snow and low, pale / blossoms mix so easily, blowing foam / which tears at the window, then snuffs / itself out.