Translated by Izidora Angel
On the morning he set off from the village mounted on the old donkey, none of the villagers gathered lamented his leaving and yet their sendoff was strangely ceremonious.
They bowed to ...
Amen by Yordanka Beleva
LAR Online, Translations
Doe
Caught between stumble & rise, the doe
young, the day entering twilight.
............We drive north, others south, cars
driving home in the corridor of woods.
Her struggle to right herself loops like a ...
Two Poems by Suzanne Frischkorn
LAR Online, Poetry
Everything you said about poetry, I wanted to get naked with. You quoted the immortals: W.H. Auden saying we’re making a “verbal object,” Carl Sandburg claiming a poem was “an echo asking a shadow to dance,” ...
I Want to Fuck Your Poem by Tammy Delatorre
LAR Online, Nonfiction
by Joshua Escobar
Wild Invocations
Ysabel Y. González
Get Fresh Books, March 2019.
$20.00; 70 pp.
ISBN:0998935859
Recollections, resolutions, and rifts make up this collection, which focuses on a young ...
Review: Wild Invocations by Ysabel Y. González
Book Reviews, LAR Online
For Shira
At my mother's funeral, a reading,
from the book of memory, and from the book of dreams,
and from the book of love, a reading,
from before I knew how, also known
as the book of secrets, and from the book ...
Lectionary by David Moolten
LAR Online, Poetry
Culvert
You were still asleep when the first shingles began to fly from our roof, barely conscious when we heard the old gazebo let go of the wooden joists and lay down lazily in the rising water with a sigh; but when ...
Two Stories by Seth Brady Tucker
Fiction, LAR Online
Translation by Melanie Moore
1.
Child number one: cute and ginger, a quarter of her face behind thick-lensed glasses, plait all awry and undone.
Six-year-old Klara is writing a letter to Grandfather Frost in ...
Grandmother Frost by Margarita Meklina
LAR Online, Translations
Swap
Say what you will about the car-choked
streets, how no one can walk on the sidewalks
because they are covered with cheap goods,
but all I see is how those fake Rolexes flashbulb
the afternoon into elsewhere. ...
Two Poems by Dawn Lonsinger
LAR Online, Poetry
Robin*: This is really not a subject that I feel like I can talk
to non-cancer friends about.
I lift the shoebox from the top of the closet. It feels empty. I check to make sure before I throw it away. Wrapped in ...
Mortality, with Friends by Fleda Brown
LAR Online, Nonfiction
