The Language of Denial and Other Poems— Jyoti Chawla
TRANSLATED FROM THE HINDI BY MOULINATH GOSWAMI My Daughter's Piggy BankMy daughter wakes up every morningand religiously drops a coin in her piggy bankHer face flowers with an intensely innocent smileat the jingle of the coinsShe…...
Sleep Is Coming with Axes & Other Poems— Petar Matović
TRANSLATED FROM THE SERBIAN BY MARIJA BERGAM PELLICANI Image Used For Representation Sleep Is Coming with Axes We´ll become inseparable likea tired warrior and the pursuingsleep. All the rivers…...
Road & Other Poems— Yatish Kumar
TRANSLATED FROM THE HINDI BY SHUBHA SUNDAR GHOSH Image Used For Representation ROAD I saw one dream pecking the body of another.I were to shift the lines within my palms but saw…...
Refrain In The Days Of Corona— Habib TENGOUR
TRANSLATED FROM THE FRENCH BY PIERRE JORIS Image Used For Representation REFRAIN IN THE DAYS OF CORONA HaHaHa covid 19 HURRAH BRAVO what a…...
Kaido Racers and Other Poems— Dumitru Fanfarov
TRANSLATED FROM THE ROMANIAN BY THE AUTHOR Nervous Tics he was curious about how those like him wrote their versesan emotional commotion an anomaly in behaviorsomething incomprehensible for those who see poetry as anintellectual producthe…...
Confession & Other Poems— Saswati Sanyal
TRANSLATED FROM THE BENGALI BY OWSHNIK GHOSH Image Used For Representation Confession I was in search of it.It's smell brought me here.... The stairs are coiled like a snake.The lamp had…...
Preparatory & Other Poems— Robert Șerban
TRANSLATED FROM THE ROMANIAN BY LIDIA VIANU AND ANNE STEWART Image Used For Representation Preparatory I pluck wordsout of the poemas stubbornly asmy grandfather used his axeto shave slivers of woodfrom a poletill…...
Golden Moments and Other Poems— Nasera Sharma
TRANSLATED FROM THE HINDI BY MOULINATH GOSWAMI Whether I Am a Part of ItWhether I am a part of it or notI am nevertheless an eyewitness of this piece of time!Years back, the pregnant young womanslumped…...
Solitary Atlas And Other Poems— Şükrü Erbaş
TRANSLATED FROM THE TUKISH BY NEIL P. DOHERTY AND GÖKÇENUR Ç. Solitary Atlas Silence. Silence. Silence. Those hours when god becomes manThose hours when the leaves mouth prayersThose hours when dreams touch the worldThose…...