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Some ants drag around spirits the size of houses - Duane Ackerson "Little Ghosts"

Patient as the ants, and slow - Charles Baudelaire "The Irreparable" transl. not credited

Seven separate pictures of ants - Chris Dombrowski "September Miniatures with Blood and Mars"

Call country ants to harvest offices - John Donne "The Sun Rising"

Sounded out by ant feet - Leora Kava "pronunciation"

A single ant frozen in the dunes - Annie Kim "Eros the Contagion"

Even the triumphs of an ant - Angel Leal "The One Who Counts to Transcend"

Who can blame the ants for feasting? - Cecilia Llompart "Omens"

Or the sigh of ant - Thomas Lux "The Republic of Anesthesia"

Ants & trees & the open breeze - Jesús Papoleto Meléndez "In a Grain of Sand"

Flattening hordes of unsuspecting ants - Kamilah Aisha Moon "Taking Out the Trash"

A funeral procession of ants - Simone Muench "Wolf Centos"

One ant following another - Harryette Mullen "Conversation in Isolation"

Fire ants crawled over and between each letter - John Murillo "Dolores, Maybe"

Not noticing the ant, only the anthill - Pablo Neruda "The People" transl. by Alastair Reid

Incursions toward the pomposity of ants - Frank O'Hara "To the Film Industry in Crisis"

A black ant traveling briskly - Mary Oliver "Forty Years"

And the ants are delighted - Mary Oliver "Someday"

Doling seeds & ant to nobody - Kiki Petrosino "Voice Lessons"

The cleft tree-trunk and the wintering ants - Adrienne Rich "An Atlas of the Difficult World"

Whose body serves ants - Alberto Rios "Nani"

The gallant strain of a pilfered ant - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

velvet ants and paper wasps testify - Jake Skeets "Sonoran Desert Poem"

The very ants are marching still - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: VIII. The Lery"

Following the path of ants from your palm - A. Van Jordan "Un Chien Andalou (An Andalusian Dog)"

Ants still emerge from a jasmine bloom - Avni Vyas "After Bob Across the Street Fires His Gun at a Tree to Scare Off a Raccoon While My Son and I Walk, Rachel Shows Me Night Heron Chicks"

And brown ants in the little wells - Walt Whitman "Song of Myself"

The shuffling of all ants be done forever - William Carlos Williams "Overture to a Dance of Locomotives"

During those years of blue ants - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"


The march of the ant-hill crowds below - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Walkers"

Not noticing the ant, only the anthill - Pablo Neruda "The People" transl. by Alastair Reid


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