Spring 2007 • Vol. XXIX No. 2 Poetry |

Solar Paraphrase

Even in the moonlight,           the oranges on that tree Look like plump, dew-           flooded monkeys made Of sun. 

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Jay Hopler’s poems have appeared most recently, or are forthcoming, in The New Republic, Slate and Subtropics. His first book of poems, Green Squall, was chosen by Louise Glück as the winner of the 2005 Yale Series of Younger Poets Award. He has been also the recipient of a Whiting Writers’ Award and a Rome Fellowship in Literature from the American Academy of Arts and Letters/the American Academy in Rome. He is Associate Professor of English at the University of South Florida and is at work on his second book of poems, The Rooster King.

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