Five poems from La Saigne (The Bleeding), Ed Le Manteau & la Lyre. OBSIDIANE, 2021XIFaced with your silence and insultsthe immigrant plungesinto the watery graveyardand listens to the voice of the village, which ...
Five poems from La Saigne by Bios Diallo Translated by Patrick Williamson
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from Cœurs, livres d’amour, by Hélène DorionThis morning the wind embraces the house, holdsthe trees close as your silence holds me.The expanse is erased, leaving nothing but my bodymy fine veins, my hands ...
Selected poems from Hearts, Books of Love by Hélène Dorion Translated by Susanna Lang
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Three weeks ago, something small began scratching inside me. A dry cough: brief, harmless at first. Then came the itch, like the brush of a wing beneath my ribs.
No fever. No pain. Just the constant feeling that my ...
WINGS BEHIND THE WALLS, Written and Translated by Gustavo Vázquez-Lozano
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Phobia – excerpt
Back in the 70s, my dad and the neighborhood kids spent most of their summers on the banks of the creek. They had no allowances to spend on even those few opportunities that a provincial city offered ...
Fóbia by Szöllősi Mátyás Translated by Joe Váradi
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Ivy of Knowledgein the university as part of our initiationwe were led astray in a labyrinth together around twilight wandering passagesunable to find Ariadne’s threadbut the walls themselves spokecreaking ...
Three Poems by Marija Mazule Translated by Dave Seter
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Tales from the Inuit War
It might have been two years ago when a man approached me in the street. He grabbed my arm and hastily told me the story of his humiliation. Somewhere, some people had placed some kind of ...
An excerpt from Tales from the Inuit War by Imre Wirth Translated by Gabor G. Gyukics
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These five poems are co-translations by the author with either Elina Alter or Eugene Ostashevsky, as noted after each poem.
* In Memory of Alexei Navalny he died a natural deathshe died a natural ...
Poems by Inna Krasnoper Translated by Elina Alter and Eugene Ostashevsky
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Minimum Snowman
Little Les had no face. His head looked like a pancake. You could say he was pancake-faced. I always wondered about that; I never understood how he could stay alive like that – without eyes, without a ...
Short Story by Márton Böszörményi Translated by Gábor Dajka
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from Gentry
Or the Name of a Tree with No Memory
by Janil Uc Tun
translated from the Spanish
by Allison A. deFreese
To Pedro Uc, for all the times we weren’t defeated.
The Sale I. It began like any other war: with ...
