I can’t wipe death away – Unpublished poems by Paulami Sengupta
Ready Ready to move into a new house, my wardrobe, wrapped in cellophane, looks like a corpse. So ...
Ready Ready to move into a new house, my wardrobe, wrapped in cellophane, looks like a corpse. So ...
The nightshift brickmakers listen to Beethoven on their lunch break— it’s deep winter, three pallets are in, ...
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Cover image: Photo by Neil Davidson, 'Waterweeds - Booloumba Creek, QSL, Australia. Ragini was lying on her belly in her ...
Playwright’s Note: For years, U.S. universities have used theatre as a medium for the learning of a second ...
Poems translated by Helen Wickes and Donald Stang, based on Giuseppe Villella's original translation for the Canadian edition of To ...
Our whole city is grey. For some reason when they were planning it they forgot to put in parks. I ...
Ten thirty in the morning. Berlin, Mauerpark. I’m walking alone, accompanied by the sound of the bells inside one of ...
December 24, 2024 marks ten years since the premature passing of Brazilian/Italian writer Julio Monteiro Martins, important cultural figure from...
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