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	Joel Chace has published poetry and prose poetry in print and electronic magazines such as 6ix, Tomorrow, Lost and Found Times, Coracle, xStream, Three Candles, 2River View, Joey & the Black Boots, Recursive Angel, and Veer. He has published more than a dozen print and electronic collections, two of which have been nominated for Pushcart Prizes. He is a NEH Fellow. For the past several years, Chace has been Poetry Editor for the experimental electronic magazine 5_Trope. He is Poet in Residence at Mercersburg Academy, in south-central Pennsylvania.
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