Translation by Don Schofield
Raffaello Ceccoli’s Icon, 1853
My father liked the icon
in the monastery because Ceccoli
portrayed his dead daughter as the Virgin.
I was alive and he
was not a ...
Four Poems by Liana Sakelliou
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Translated by Ljubica Arsovska and Patricia Marsh
Hump
In front of me a man is pushing
a barrow full of empty plastic bottles.
The path is narrow, I can’t overtake him.
I follow him, watch ...
Three Poems by Lidija Dimkovska
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Translated by Cady Vishnaic
Translator’s Note
It’s easy to interpret this story of family abandonment as a thinly veiled account of Yente Serdatsky’s own abandonment (and later reconciliation) with her husband ...
Without a Place by Yente Serdatsky
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Translated by Caroline Wilcox Reul
watch the earth through lenses
cut on distant planets,
lost from a massive freighter
during a flyover, unnoticed
by all earthly monitors, perhaps a hatch
or double door left ...
Two Poems by Carl-Christian Elze
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Translated by Jennifer Buentello
My Arrival
Oh, how futile it is to navigate around the islands
Álvaro Mutis
1.
It took me ten years to return to Galápagos.
Those lists of light flowing like rivers from ...
Selections from Galápagos by Malva Flores
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Translated by Curtis Bauer
To Transcend The Face
I often run around a track and, when I approach it, I am still too far away to distinguish the
runners by their faces, but I can recognize them by the way they run, ...
Three Prose Pieces by Fabio Morábito
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Translated from the Finnish by Maija Mäkinen
There was a game we used to play on Sheep Island, at the Camp.
I call it a game now. The whole Geography of Fear seminar seemed, especially in the beginning, like a ...
Geography of Fear by Anja Snellman
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Translated from the Polish by Danusia Stok
I loved him, I looked at my mother. Did she understand? She didn’t turn her head, didn’t lift
her eyelids. She was going through something. I loved him, I tried a second ...
I Loved, When She Departed by Anna Augustyniak
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Translated from the Russian by Katie Farris and Ilya Kaminsky
I drink to our ruined house
To the evil of my life
To our loneliness together
And I drink to you—
To the lying lips that have betrayed ...
Last Toast by Anna Akhmatova
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