The malice of desires feeds the power of my imagination – Poems by Mubeen Kishany
A Black Swan Staring at the news lends me the wisdom of a shepherd sitting on a hill as ...
A Black Swan Staring at the news lends me the wisdom of a shepherd sitting on a hill as ...
You are like a cloud on the land that is sand to me ...
Blackened Look in my chest this rain has slumbered And from my breasts Ada has drunk My stomach it ...
Introduction by Antonio Merola: Minimo umano by Stelvio Di Spigno How Do the Bohèmiens Save Themselves? Noi voleremo su ...
She wasn’t like that when you were alone with her, but how often was I ever alone with her? ...
Lina, I don’t know why I have begun this letter telling you about a palm tree after you haven’t ...
I doubt these days there are many poets, writers, teachers, ranch-hands, or gardeners, and anyone in between who think Robert Krotesch ...
The Dreaming Machine
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Me and French, or What I Did During the Pandemic (Moi et le français, ou Ce que j’ai fais pendant ...
THE ABSENT-MINDED MAN Again tonight, stretched out on the bed, the absent-minded man thinks about the light outside ...
A version of this interview has been translated into Bengali and will appear in Kabisammelan, 2018. You are a teacher, ...
Late modernity and postmodernity, between Adorno and Baudrillard, have accustomed us to think that we can see everything. The electronic media illuminate the ...
UNBOUND Here I do stand before you tonight, But on my ass Waters from my eyes dripping, Epidermis of ...
HAIR IN THE WIND we invite all poets from all countries to be part of the artistic-poetic performance HAIR IN...
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