Monthly Archives: January 2011

Francis Ponge: The Radio

The Radio This varnished box shows nothing that protrudes, only a knob to turn to the next click, so that quite soon many little aluminum skyscrapers light up weakly within, while savage shoutings spurt contending for our attention.     A … Continue reading

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Linh Dinh: The Difficulties of Poetry

The Difficulties of Poetry This poem was written underwater, In a steel bubble, surrounded By blind and asexual fish. This poem was composed jointly By a deaf man and a mute woman, Two strangers tied together, naked, In a dusty, … Continue reading

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Myriam Moscona: Two Poems

Door In  At the third attempt to get out I saw the moon through the vagina. My biological clock runs no place: I was born at night and knew in that instant the hour of my death. I have never … Continue reading

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James Tate: Two Poems

from “Absences” 3 The eye wants to sleep but the head is no mattress. I break the railroad in two. All the terrifying endless chaotic detail, worthless narcoleptic wombats. A dirty comb in the house of the recently deceased. No … Continue reading

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Elva Macías: Two Poems

Sign What hand, opening, does not unfold its shadow? Game You go around and around the almond tree. At your steps the partridge fly up and out of the nighttime story, a winged horseman and a hat intimidate you. It’s … Continue reading

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Bogomil Gjuzel: Heretic

Heretic The stars scattered like dice And the sky troubled by a fearful pattern Shipwrecks men and saints The thorny wreath of oblivion does not save them. Hell’s pot boils, spilling over the filth Boyars, priests, beggars slurp up the … Continue reading

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Aleš Debeljak: Manufacturing Dust

Manufacturing Dust Does a little teardrop sting? Do your loins already ache? Do you really know the pillar of salt which blooms from helplessness? In vain you stare at the snow on the TV screen. The false prophet’s light streams … Continue reading

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