From the magazine:성락
By Kim Ok
울려 나오는 악성의
느리고도 짧은
애닯은 곡조에
나의 사라진 옛 꿈은
그윽하게 살아
내 가슴 아파라.
설움 가득한 악성의
빠르고도 더딘
애닯은 곡조에
뒤숭숭한 그 생각은
고요하…
느리고도 짧은
애닯은 곡조에
나의 사라진 옛 꿈은
그윽하게 살아
내 가슴 아파라.
설움 가득한 악성의
빠르고도 더딘
애닯은 곡조에
뒤숭숭한 그 생각은
고요하…
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From the magazine:Music for Voice
By Kim OkTranslated By Ryan Choii
Sonorous music for voice— I hear
a short but elegiac,
pained
melody— for long discarded
dreams of a simple…From the magazine:汚れつちまつた悲しみに ......
By Nakahara Chūya汚れつちまつた悲しみに
今日も小雪の降りかかる
汚れつちまつた悲しみに
今日も風さへ吹きすぎる
汚れつちまつた悲しみは
たとへば狐の革裘
汚れつちまつた悲しみは
小雪のかかつてちぢこまる
汚れつ…From the magazine:
Intentions to breathe [“Before even one day has passed"]
By bruno daríoTranslated By Kit SchluterBefore even one day has passed in the beyond, the weeds will cover our monuments. Our architecture …From the magazine:
Intenciones de respirar [“Ni un día más allá la maleza"]
By bruno daríoNi un día más allá la maleza cubrirá nuestros monumentos. La arquitectura reemplazada por otra furiosa…From the magazine:
On This Bit of Soiled Sadness…
By Nakahara ChūyaTranslated By Jeffrey AnglesOn this bit of soiled sadness
The flurries fall again today
Through this bit of soiled sadness
The wind…From the magazine:The Story I Tell
By Aaron ShurinThe gates, the gardens, the windows, the sky, the ledge of bricks, the fallen leaves, the porch where…From the magazine:Work Ethic
By Heidi WilliamsonYou’re fifteen and nowhere in a town on the edge of pitiful lands stripped of fruit. The burger van’…From the magazine:Domestic Interior
By Shara McCallumPain enters through an open window
and you say it is the wind.
It marrows into beams, gutters
walls. Still…From the magazine:I Had a Pet Rabbit
By Sarah Burgoynei say child but what i mean is now
still preferring the moss lawn to the
“superior” grass lawn my parents…- By Robert Browning1.My first thought was, he lied in every word,
That hoary cripple, with malicious eye
Askance to watch… - By Dorothy ParkerI think that I shall never know
Why I am thus, and I am so.
Around me, other girls inspire
In men the rush… - By James JoyceI heard their young hearts crying
Loveward above the glancing oar
And heard the prairie grasses sighing… - By Afrizal MalnaTranslated By Daniel OwenWORKSHOP 5: MY CAPTIVE
its voice’s echo comes back to make a sound wall
of its voice
standing in a circle
in front of a globe full of time traps
fingers that clutch a rat - By Afrizal MalnaWORKSHOP 5: TAWANAN AKU
gema suaranya kembali lagi membuat dinding bunyi
dari suaranya
berdiri melingkar
di depan bulatan penuh perangkap waktu
jari-jari yang menggenggam tikus - By Caroline Harper NewA man by the name of Skinner becomes famous
for keeping caged
pigeons, whom his clock feeds or starves
at random. Their tiny twitching heads exaggerate until... - By Thomas Warton the youngerBeneath yon ruin'd abbey's moss-grown pilesOft let me sit, at twilight hour of eve,Where thro' some …
- By Adrian Matejkabecause of want & tumble?
Because of word crumbles in the kitchen’s halogen?
No. Separate bedrooms for… - By Nick FlynnSaint Augustine preached humility &
the need to simply be on the ground.
Do you wish to rise? he asked… - By Anastasia Taylor-LindIt’s 9/11 the first time you stay.
In the morning you bring Taliban poems back to bed.
I drink cardamom…