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		<title>This Very Night</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Michael Potter]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Tom looked up at the white plenum tiles of the examining room as a nurse slipped a needle into his arm. He took a deep breath to counter a wave of lightheadedness and tried not to imagine his blood squirting into a clear tube.&#160; A short time later, he sat in his doctor’s corner office,&#8230;</p>
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		<title>The Day I Remembered My Soul</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2026 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>When I was 24, I killed myself. I put it that bluntly because it was not an attempted suicide, a cry for help, but a decision to self-murder. Yes, it was a desperate act, a last attempt to escape what my mind feared as lifetime imprisonment in a mental asylum [they still did that back&#8230;</p>
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		<title>How Would You Grieve Me</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Denise Tolan]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2026 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>One day, she said, looking up at me while planting parsley on her little patch of land, one day I will simply cease to exist. Imagine that. She took her shiny, sharp shovel and stabbed at the ground.&#160; Who will comfort you? she asked, shooing the fly circling her shoulder. Mom, her daughter yelled from&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Beneath Grandmother’s Sunflower Field</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Lia D. Elen]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2026 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>I return to the house— palms anointed by intention, to steady its posture, to lead it—if only briefly— toward a worth another might one day sanctify. The walls incline like venerable elders, their counsel worn smooth by weather. Windows veiled with memory’s ash. The back porch bends in quiet homage to the river, humming as&#8230;</p>
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		<title>approach of the magician</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[allison anne]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2026 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>The post <a href="https://hyacinthreview.org/allison-anne-approach-of-the-magician/">approach of the magician</a> appeared first on <a href="https://hyacinthreview.org">The Hyacinth Review</a>.</p>
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		<title>What I Took From The Tideline</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Jackie McClure]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 29 Apr 2026 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>The post <a href="https://hyacinthreview.org/jackie-mcclure-what-i-took-from-the-tideline/">What I Took From The Tideline</a> appeared first on <a href="https://hyacinthreview.org">The Hyacinth Review</a>.</p>
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		<title>The Hinges on the Barn Door are Singing Again: On the Lyric Essay</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Chila Woychik]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Apr 2026 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>… the heart of the lyric essay is not reality, not nature, but the music of reality, the music of nature as conceived in the mind of the essayist—the music of beautiful untrue things, which, as Wilde says, is the proper aim of art. ~ Joey Franklin, TriQuarterly Journal, 2014 ‘Til the cows come home,&#8230;</p>
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		<title>The Law Of Resonance And Condensed Milk</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Lia D. Elen]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2026 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>A manifold of frequency, woven from every mind that has ever parsed the world&#8217;s hidden patterns, waits by a pillar of translucent sapphire. Their hands leave trails of phosphorus in the air, a phantom mimicry of the bioluminescence at Falmouth, tracing the invisible seams where thought condenses into matter. I arrive always as if crossing&#8230;</p>
<p>The post <a href="https://hyacinthreview.org/lia-d-elen-the-law-of-resonance-and-condensed-milk/">The Law Of Resonance And Condensed Milk</a> appeared first on <a href="https://hyacinthreview.org">The Hyacinth Review</a>.</p>
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		<title>The End Of The Hyacinth Review</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Terri Pinyerd]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Apr 2026 22:12:20 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>After five years, the Hyacinth Review will be put on an indefinite hiatus. As many of you know, the website has been a labor of love and the hosting costs have been paid out of my own pocket supplemented by donations from our generous readers. Unfortunately, I was recently let go from my job and&#8230;</p>
<p>The post <a href="https://hyacinthreview.org/terri-pinyerd-the-end-of-the-hyacinth-review/">The End Of The Hyacinth Review</a> appeared first on <a href="https://hyacinthreview.org">The Hyacinth Review</a>.</p>
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		<title>Dryadic Dreams </title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Clarabelle Fields]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2026 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>The post <a href="https://hyacinthreview.org/clarabelle-fields-dryadic-dreams/">Dryadic Dreams </a> appeared first on <a href="https://hyacinthreview.org">The Hyacinth Review</a>.</p>
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