Poetry

The House Where I was Born β€” Ammu Deepa

TRANSLATED FROM THE MALAYALAM BY AMMU ASHOK     It’s been fifteen years Since I left my home wearing jasmine garland on my hair. Covertly, I registered my home in my brother’s custodian Since…...

Poems β€” Utpal Deka

TRANSLATED FROM THE ASSAMESE BY NIRENDRA NATH THAKURIA   1. Corporate Game Β  A world inside a skull Without specs it is seen a strange world Β  The game we played didn’t end Β  Behind the ads…...

Wonderful Breeze β€” Riccardo Olivieri

TRANSLATED FROM THE ITALIAN BY PATRICK WILLIAMSON     All it took was a little rain and grass populated each crack in the road. You walk home and you’re happy. * * * LINGER*…...

Via the Mouth and in Writing β€” Claudine Helft

TRANSLATED FROM THE FRENCH BY PATRICK WILLIAMSON     1     I love you, that’s all, day that falls dawn that rises from night bound to morning, nothing but this desire born…...

Why Should We Kill the Peasants? β€” ŞükrΓΌ Erbaş

TRANSLATED FROM THE TURKISH BY GΓ–KΓ‡ENUR Γ‡. AND NEIL P. DOHERTY     Why should we kill the peasants? Why should we kill the peasants? Because they’re indolent,Against this ever-changing worldThey live indifferently,…...

Curved and Other Poems β€” Guido Cupani

TRANSLATED FROM THE ITALIAN BY PATRICK WILLIAMSON   CurvedΒ  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β  Β …...

Horizons and Other Poems — Hélène Dorion

TRANSLATED FROM THE FRENCH BY PATRICK WILLIAMSON Horizons All the light you need, allthe shade you need to be trueto yourself, to be free, you think so, be trueinsofar as that still meanssomething, today when…...

Clouds and Other Poemsβ€” Anita Agnihotri

TRANSLATED FROM THE BENGALI BY SARMISTHA DUTTA GUPTA AND SHAMBHOBI GHOSH Clouds Translated by Shambhobi Ghosh from the original poem β€˜Megh’ Like primordial fishes, clouds roam in the darknessFrom one corner to the next, sometimes, snarling, the…...

Caress and Other Poemsβ€” Arpita Kundu

TRANSLATED FROM THE BENGALI BY SUBHADIP DUTTA CHOWDHURY     Caress Long before the conception, I made you, too, potent!Despite that, every time our weary, mellowed feverLooked for a profound azureThe bedsheet and pillow got dotted…...