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Richard Kostelanetz
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Ali Znaidi
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Jane Butler
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Peycho Kanev
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Fahredin Shehu
Holly Day
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Ndue Ukaj
Running Cub

Fred Wolven
Allison Grayhurst
Rose Mary Boehm
Michael D. Long
Jim Davis
Christopher Dungey
Bobbi Sinha-Morey

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Be gentle, he said,
and the words will
come easily like a
woman to love,
but my tongue has
another opinion,
never able to get
the true breath in
words.  I shape my
own like unfinished
objects on clean
shelves.  The sculptor
of articulation has all
these dreams.  He says
I have an instrument
that gives meaning,
one that for now can't
speak or tell  A little star-
light and the tremulous
flow soon expresses
the soul.

Bobbi Sinha-Morey, Colusa, California

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