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"Pandora" by Rhydian W. Thomas

� Rhydian W. Thomas, 2011. The poem first appeared in Hue & Cry Issue No. 5, and is reproduced with permission of the author. Editor: Sarah Jane Barnett Ever since reading "Pandora" the poem has stayed with me. I thought it would make an interesting Tuesday Poem as it's quite unusual. For me, I can't think of another poem that has

So There by Robert Creeley

for Penelope Highton Da. Da. Da da. Where is the song. from Hello by Robert Creeley (1926 - 2005) . Hawk Press: Taylors Mistake, 1976 Click here to hear it read by Robert Creeley at the NZ Electronic Poetry Centre and read it yourself here. Editor: Madeleine Slavick I found Hello on my third visit to New Zealand. A small, worn book, at 28 pages, beautifully handset and

Transport, by Riemke Ensing

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March 6, 1890: Eugene Schieffelin Releases 80 Starlings in Central Park, by Holly J. Hughes

I�ll have a starling shall be taught To speak nothing but "Mortimer" and give it him To keep his anger still in motion. Shakespeare, Henry IV, Part 1 Snow has shaken loose all morning, nesting in the crotch of the ailanthus, streaking the black trunks of the locust. Upstate, currant farmers worry about the freeze. In the city, fathers hitch horses to sleighs. He hugs