Nedür ol kurs-ı müşebbek-endâm Zann ider anı gören bedr-i temam Zerd-rû itmiş anı pûte-i kâl Regleri olmış anuñ halka-misâl Katre-i ter iken ol sîm-ı mûzâb Görinür sûziş-i ğamdan pür-tâb Çıksa bâzâra ger ol puhte-dimâğ Sürh u rengîn ider anı sabbâğ Bedr iken olsa şikeste fi’l-hâl Yerine hâsıl olur niçe hilâl What is that round thing, […]
Translation
Jalebi
The Hill
by Yuriko Miyamoto, translated from the Japanese by Joanne Dare
Translator’s Note The three years Yuriko Miyamoto (1899-1951) spent in Moscow had a profound effect on her life and work. Although still in her twenties, she was already an acclaimed novelist when in 1927 she set out for the Soviet Union with her female lover Yoshiko Yuasa (the “friend” mentioned in the text). She returned […]
A Nobody
by Lee Hye-oh, translated from the Korean by Joheun Lee
The smartphone alarm jarred me awake every dawn. I spilled out like a tepid glass of water knocked off the nightstand. I would barely scrape myself off the floor, drag myself to the practice room, and start stretching—only then could I truly feel my human body with its arms and legs. Looking back on those […]
They pass through, and see through us
by Christine Guinard, translated from the Spanish by Susanna Lang
They pass through, and see through us (from Ils passent et nous pensent) tu demandes sous tes pas c’est ton sol ? you ask beneath your feet is this your land? je n’ai pas traversé les Pyrénées je n’ai pas suivi la neige pas à pas sans demeure je n’ai pas demandé au ciel de […]
Rebellion
by Dragana Kršenković Brković, Translated from the Montenegrin by Aleksandra Nikčević Batričević
Dusk was slowly descending over the town. The rain had finally stopped, but the sky was still covered with heavy gray clouds. It was Friday, the last day of November. Even though Maya was cold, she still wandered around persistently. For a while, she walked along the trail by the Yser River. Her gaze wandered […]
Burying the book: Three Poems
by Adrian Alui Gheorghe
Translated from the Romanian by Cristina Savin
Let us bury those who wrote the books.
Let us bury those who read them.
Снег
by Anzhelina Polonskaya, Translated from the Russian by Andrew Wachtel
Shattered Ice by Victor Mogilat (via Pexels) Snow It snowed all winter, sometimes lightly, but mostly heavily, with dry biting flakes, and every day by morning, all the roads were covered. Vera was heading back to Moscow from St. Petersburg on the train. Not moving, she stared out the window at the unpeopled space, […]
Invocación: Poems
by Paloma Chen, Translated from the Spanish by Julia Conner
Furious Stampede Take the knife half mango half blade i die in the dichotomy and the divide bring your ear to […]
Three Poems
by Margarita Losada Vargas, Translated from the Spanish by Maddie Kwasnick
PIETÀ i am asking permission to die a little to tear your membrane to expel you from my uterus you will never suffer the weight of light nor the wounds of a scream you will be my most beloved exile you will be the air that nourishes my garden of […]
Death of the Sea Urchins: Poems
by Nihat Ozdal, Translated from the Turkish by Jeffrey Kahrs and Mete Özel
Twentieth Button I made buttons out of salt particles rippling across the ocean’s evening. Minerals and dried plant were extracted, remnants of volcanoes and forest fires, smoke and acid, neutrons produced by fission, prayers for the easiest way to make rain. You asked me to explain the second process within this clutter I’ve made: often, […]
