Page 99 from Issue 101 TriQuarterly returning. I remembered how my own mother, in her last age, found going upstairs in her own house too formidable an undertaking, like a polar expedition. Once upon a time 1 might have contributed those anecdotes to this ...

Page 105 from Issue 101 TriQuarterly God might have decided to change his mind Or the music might have served as a distraction, Which means, it seems to me, we'd better start singing Or I'd better send those ladies my donation. You know, ...

Page 107 from Issue 101 TriQuarterly Does he buck And flail his wings Or nod And glide? And where Will he alight? Does he go far? Maybe at the center Of a dark ex-star Whose energy Gravity? Is so compact It's far too strict To let out light A lam ...

Page 109 from Issue 101 TriQuarterly drying black weeds, and decided to fly. It must have been great speed swept one deer past a fence in the dark, clamor of asphalt onto our trim yards. It must have seen that scrubbed window as grass, a spread of meadow ...

Page 111 from Issue 101 TriQuarterly Frieze Claire Malroux Translated from the French by Marilyn Hacker I in connected sentences set in a stable climate cocoons laid out of the waves' way is how we'd like life to unroll itself a flat hor ...