Just one more, we have to focus on R. Nemo Hill's incredible piece "The Girls Are In The Trees" in LavenderReview, issue 1: Sappho from 2010. The language is so close to ancient Greek lushness, similar to Shelley--it's just an amazing poem. Excellent work; it is something with an undertone of the baroque, something bejeweled that would get people sucked into poetry's lure. Very alluring, to wit.
Here's an excerpt:
Up from a crown of green break free these three
bright blossom-crusted branches, and from these
ascends a music pitched past anarchy: [...]
Mad bird song yields a carnage all its own,
a crop of bruised pink petals, shaken free
[...]
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