Loving even the old cobblestones in this ancient town, I am a tourist at the Tuesday morning market, and she is proud to tell me that this is the cheese preferred by all the French. She pulls a wire through it. A wire! I ...
The Beautiful Cheesemonger by John Poch
Fiction, LAR Online
Translated by Brady Ryan and Essayed Taha
an excerpt from Born: The Story of Naela Kamel, née Marie Elie Rosenthal
Tante Aziza and Nana came over to our house on Naim Street and said that Saad wanted to marry me. We ...
Inshallah We’ll Get That Permission by Nadia Kamel
LAR Online, Translations
I want to know what the kinglets keep
whispering I want to know what the roots
tap I want to know what happens
when I soak beans in darkness and simmer them
hours barely hot enough for bubbles to sweat
I want to ...
Pork and Beans by Michael Rogner
LAR Online, Poetry
When I was first introduced to Eavan Boland’s poetry I knew I had discovered someone whose aesthetic, voice, and vision would matter deeply not just to me, but to a generation of poets still troubled by gendered ...
Remembering Eavan Boland: “I Was a Voice” by Elline Lipkin
LAR Online, Nonfiction
Review by Donna Miscolta
This Is One Way to Dance
Sejal Shah
University of Georgia Press, June 2020.
$22.95; 200 pp.
ISBN: 9-780-8203-5723-2
What does a group of essays, together and separately, say to ...
Review: This Is One Way to Dance by Sejal Shah
Book Reviews, LAR Online
for Eavan Boland
If I could cast you in bronze,
I wouldn’t—
not even so you might stand forever
in this city of monuments,
not even to add a particular woman
—not goddess, not nation—
to this ...
On Merrion Street by Nan Cohen
LAR Online, Poetry
McDonald’s always reminds me of Dodger Baseball; the yellow arches the first pit stop, the sign that we were on our way to a ball game. My brother and cousin would pick their pickles off their hamburgers and I would ...
Dear Mike Piazza by Rachael Jordan
LAR Online, Nonfiction
translated by Emma Ferguson
THREE STEPS BELOW,
is the shadow that guides
the light
the deformed feet,
their contrast
through the corridors
of the house.
Hands enveloped
by candles,
a foothold of sticks
in ...
Four Poems by Esther Ramón
LAR Online, Translations
History is not a great tree. It’s more
like a bush, I think, or maybe
a sponge, soaking up and periodically
wringing out. Wow, a tree would mean
you could get to the top, to the upper
branches that would ...
History is Not a Great Tree by Fleda Brown
LAR Online, Poetry
