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Cluster index: Marc Vincenz

Holy ghosts.

And Four More New Poems. By MARC VINCENZ. ◊ Holy Ghosts efore the mercury arouses their guiles, before arriving on the softest flurry of air, before they’ve seen what we’ve been through, they might say in all their fading traces across the meadows, through Luna’s secret garden, over the apples ripening in the grass, passing […]

Come dancing with me.

And two more new poems. By MARC VINCENZ.   Come Dancing with Me here are you headed with all that cargo? One often heard of those who made it. The messages filter back over the years, sometimes this way. He eyed me with a caterpillar resting over his socket. I could almost see that caterpillar […]

‘Summer’s Surface’ and two more poems.

Marc Vincenz: ‘we slip through
the noose of home
and prance out’

Species of light.

March Vincenz: ‘Intuition shaping as
a physical act, then
(moving into the future of itself)’