in the wind they sowed their long phrases– like scarves they'd wave in the wind – the wind ripped many scarves by chanceand carried them away in frayed cloud shapes –the poet always scatters her…
Poetry
- Photo by Jerry RileyCredits:“Suspend Me / The End of a Love Affair”Music – Wambura Mitaru Spoken Vocal – Ngwatilo MawiyooBacking Vocal – Sara MitaruProduced/Arranged by David “Blackman”…
- DispersalOak crickets dedicate their shrilling to the stars: tireless desire pitched into the jeweled universe w…
- Inventing Peace I make this room a country of peace. Within these walls, I am the harmony of an individual with no nationalism, claims or agenda, no chorus of discord, no borders b…
- 1that red wasn't forever-redthey never taught us to tell colors apart –those that were real from those that were notthe ship was sailing, the cargo launched,goblins recited a sonnet by heart –rowing t…
- The city as though laid out in my palmAnd I passed through all my old hauntsI took off easily in youthThoughts hung in a beat of easy doubtLike shades of Aladdin's would-be uncleRun in four directions…
- I want to tell you simple truths,Reveal important things to you.Always open doors, step into elevators,Go upstairs, move down corridors.Always get into cars, start the engine,And if it's winter, wait…
- four Canadians have saved the world from genetic catastropheone Armenian has invented a new form of rocket fueland medicine to cure cancerone Russian sacrificed himselfunplugged a reactor and saved th…
- to V. L.Where were you led by the keyword searchfor your own name, following the links,you suddenly find yourself twenty years laterin an apartment without a single book,without bookshelves.Your town…
- why did I keep yelling I'm an electricianI'm no electricianwhat came over meI gestured at outletscozied up to the circuit box, held the meter closeno one is buying ithere's my license, look, my certif…
- NB: Karlsson on the Roof and its sequels, the children's books by Astrid Lindgren (best known in the English-speaking world for her Pippi Longstocking), are immensely popular in Rus…
The GeeseThe geese bid farewell to the tundra with heavy-hearted cries. For them it will be very difficult, no, it is not for them to bask under an African sky, it is for them to dream of the North wi…- Neither tomorrow nor todayPoem by Semyon Khanin. Video by Edmunds Jansons. When we run out of jazzPoem by Sergei Timofeyev. Video by Artur Punte and Sergei Timofeyev.
- A poem by Dana Gioia / Spanish translation by José Emilio PachecoThe world does not need words. It articulates itselfin sunlight, leaves, and shadows. The stones on the pathare no less real for lying…
- Mall of the EmiratesWe don't use the word "exile" anymore,despite meeting in the Mall of the Emirates,that hyperbolic cave, ordering what is expensivepeasant food, while contemplating our prospectson…
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