Four Poems by Gabrielle Calvocoressi appear in The Kenyon Review Online:

[There’s a point]

There’s a point where it all gets still,

    when the Bandleader’s there between the branches

of my fingers. When I cover my eyes

   as if to block 𝄋 out. To the left of us,

to the left of the city an hour away,

[. . . continue reading ‘[There’s a point]’ and three other poems here.]


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