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He was an example of anti-nominal determinism,
though he was friendly in manner, kindly
explaining that my light headedness

In some last inventory, I’ll have lost a season,
through the occlusion
of summer by another hemisphere.

Under the Miami skyline, beneath bits of trash collected at the margin of the Florida current, a tiny female creature struggles on a warm, moonless night in April. She is only six millimeters long, opaque, with a head larger than her body...

Across three fences
the lights and noise of a party at anchor;
a paddock dusty
with stars; our lit-up talk
 forgettable.

A summer rain front laces a trailing hat of mist
around the headland’s mountain: a saucer of mist
scraping the treetops    hanging over rock outcrops

Alec, I said you’d be around
by stratagem or shift
looking for a lift
to the somewhere burial ground

For the subsistence fishermen of the Kuna Yala Islands, the greatest danger is the encroaching ocean they depend on.

The regular VQR contributor has been wounded in Libya.

Photographer Andre Lambertson and I visited Haiti together four times during 2010. We spent a week there on each occasion. We were there to learn and tell the story of HIV/AIDS in Haiti after the earthquake. Three hundred thousand Haitians...