A translation of Eclipses y Fulgores, an interview of Argentinean surrealist Olga Orozco, with new preface. Born to the Pampas in 1920, Olga Orozco spent her adolescence in the coastal city of Bahía Blanca in Argentina, and made her artistic debut in the so-called “Generation of the 1940s” alongside authors like Enrique Molina and Edgar … Continue reading Eclipses and Breaks of Light (Arturo Desimone)
Inger Hagerup is recognized as one of Norway's greatest 20th century poets. Originally published in 1961 with illustrations by Paul René Gaughin, Little Parsley is a classic collection of 17 of her poems for children, freshly translated from the Norwegian by Becky Lynn Crook. Ideally suited to children in lower primary, Little Parsley is an … Continue reading #WorldKidLitWednesday: Little Parsley
Today, I present three poems by three poets from Nepal. 'To Orchid' by Dr. Rupak Shrestha Rupak Shrestha, a renowned figure in the Nepalese Diaspora in the United Kingdom is originally from Pokhara, Nepal. He lives in London. His solo recitations have been popular. He is sound in various forms of poetry such as Free … Continue reading Three poets, three poems from Nepal: Dr. Rupak Shrestha, Bhisma Upreti and Dr. Tanka Upreti
Time is a man Time is the golden penny of an aristocrat with a cane – the old bloke, who writes nights in his office. he keeps a clock inside himself, measures hundreds and more - autopsies under the magnifying glass of the dead. Time’s cut up with a sword, little man, a nailed coffin … Continue reading Michaela Angelova: Time is a man
SMALL STORIES She likes to write notes— “I love you” to her husband, “I’m thinking of you” to her child, “Thank you” to her mother. It’s a little ludicrous actually, but her loved ones don’t speak of these things, even pretend they’ve never discovered anything in their pockets. Still, she’s been doing this a while— … Continue reading Olya Stoyanova: Small Stories
Fairness Fairness? The slogan reads: “The music we all love”. From the burglars of military warehouses, stalls overflowing with camouflage equipment and boots, to salesmen lined up on the road to the sea. “The music we all like” is a shelf of pop discs in a petrol station. The field burns. The vase with sunflowers … Continue reading Alexander Nikolov: Fairness
Visit I visit my homeland the way a snail tries to fit back into his old shell. Day after day I writhe inside, counterclockwise. The shell is rough and narrow, opens sores on coddled parts But I persist, eat tarator, cry over graves, until I conform to my old contours. Finally, I am here. Snail … Continue reading Katerina Stoykova: Visit
Bulgarian Literature Month has so far brought you an - of course incomplete - overview regarding books related to our topic. (A few more blog posts are about to follow.) But it goes without saying that there are quite a lot of online resources and journals (in print or electronic form) that also give an … Continue reading Bulgarian literature: Online and print resources – and a poetic experiment
Night and Day Your transparent shoulders Your transparent eyes Your transparent brain Your transparent womb Your transparent knees At night you shine all over like a central intelligence agency Analysts are walking within calculating the odds At the other end of the world a man is blown up another’s walking on four legs with a … Continue reading Kiril Vassilev: Night and Day
AND ALL THE INDIANS the other day Uncle Manfred passed away may heaven’s light shine on him! let the weather he forecasts always be nice— he was a retired meteorologist celebrated his birthdays year after year with a folk orchestra and buffet in the banquet hall of the school (I have a photo where I … Continue reading Petja Heinrich: And All The Indians
