Poetry

Return from the Seas and Other Poems – Premendra Mitra

Translated from the Bengali by Arindam Nandy Β  Return from the Seas Blue! Blue! Is there a touch of green? Light, dark and shades endless More or less blue, nonetheless. Like a sudden laughter in…...

Love Song and Other Poems – Hibah Shabkhez

Curtain Flowers Look Real In The Sun They quiver in tune with your eyelashes. Β  In the shadows of birds on the slashes And sills, curtain flowers run amok and rife Inside your drifting gaze transfixed…...

I, Us, My Land & My Love – Haimanti Dutta Ray

The threesome β€˜ve become twosome,I know not when or by whom;The doors through which winds of love β€˜d comeHave been long closed as if swept by a broom.As the evenings descend, slowly, ever so slowly,As loneliness…...

Aria and Other Poems – Carolyn Miller

Aria Nothing is so beautiful as the groundof being. And though the possible toois beautiful, for it is the engine of desire, nothingis so beautiful as the real, like unexpected flowerson the doorstep: fragrant,…...

Separation Blues and Other Poems – Nathanael O’Reilly

Separation Blues For Paul O’Reilly; after Mike Scott I spent 2020 sitting at my desk in my study,saw the daily life of the boulevard through the window:the traffic, walkers, runners, landscapers, delivery drivers,crescent moon, thunderstorms, autumn…...

For the Love of Exaggeration and Other Poems – Rizwan Akhtar

The World is Not Spiritual (an elegy to Pandemic) First you did not include mein the picture I was a dot now out of perspectivehomeless with smudges even silence fingers at uslanguage carries that old feud…...

The Kingdom and other poems – Rimas Uzgiris

The Kingdom β€œA horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse!”—Shakespeare, Richard III β€œeverything is very normal. The only thing is,you will never know what they think. You will never knowwhat a Displaced Person thinks in…...

Poems by Laure Cambau

Translated from the French by Patrick Williamson. 1 I could have fallen in love with a chairbut you sat downunder the femur clockyou took my eyes for doors my ghosts melted with the raina few slow…...

Everything (for Eleanor) and other poems – Burt Rashbaum

Everything(for Eleanor) If we’d lived 100 Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β years ago we’d meet in the Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β sparkling cafes of Β Β Β Β Β eastern Europe share Β Β Β Β Β a pastry and sip our Β Β Β Β Β bitter brews argue over the news- paper Β Β Β Β Β Β the crises in the capital the…...