We’re so brightened, on a low-slung cloudy a.m., to lift from the archive a little piece of brass-and-pillow response to old Carl‘s call — from SC 3.1, it’s Jennifer McGowan‘s “Excuse Me, Mr. Sandburg.”
![Jennifer A. McGowan - Excuse Me, Mr. Sandburg [sample]1](https://stormcellar.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/jennifer-a-mcgowan-excuse-me-mr-sandburg-sample1.png?w=700&h=1079)
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Don’t stray too far today, or do — stray far and further. We’re making carefully this request from our archive — Holly Painter‘s “Tell Me a Story“:
![Holly Painter - Tell Me a Story [sample]](https://stormcellar.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/holly-painter-tell-me-a-story-sample.png?w=700&h=1079)
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Spring lions off, it lambs out, with harsh and unforgiving burgeoning. Let’s wade into John Palen’s barefooted compromise, “Biophilia on the Middle Fork“:
![John Palen – Biophilia on the Middle Fork [sample]](https://stormcellar.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/john-palen-e28093-biophilia-on-the-middle-fork-sample.png?w=700&h=1079)
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From the not-so-lang-syne times of SC 3.2, we’re happy to reproduce these well-wired negatives and abstracts of life incidents, four poems by Vanessa Couto Johnson: “en(try),” “k(itch)en,” “(sw)um,” and “anon.”
![Vanessa Couto Johnson - four poems [sample-2]](https://stormcellar.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/vanessa-couto-johnson-four-poems-sample-2.png?w=700&h=1079)
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The longest journey breaks us up. We sift for precious elements. One hand for yourself and one hand for this selection from the archive, Kimberly Prijatel’s “For he awarded golden fleece“:
![Kimberly Prijatel - For he awarded golden fleece[sample]](https://stormcellar.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/kimberly-prijatel-for-he-awarded-golden-fleecesample.png?w=700&h=1079)
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