It’s the wrong exit, and I’m lost on my way/ to Malibu Beach. I might not hear the freeway/ if the car windows were up.
Wulf & Eadwacer Translated from Old English
The poems below have been excerpted from a longer work called Wulf & Eadwacer, an experimental translation by M.L. Martin.
Three Poems by Stella Díaz Varín Translated from Spanish
These poems by Chilean poet Stella Díaz Varín are from her collection, 'Time, Imaginary Measure,' and have been translated from Spanish by Rebecca Levi.
From City to City: An Interview with Cynthia Cruz
The poet Cynthia Cruz discusses Nomadism and the nature of dreams.
Four Poems by Cynthia Cruz
At dawn, after they drove me/ by emergency to the hospital, or/ the mansion on the outskirts of the city.
Five Poems by Lidija Dimkovska Translated from Macedonian
These poems by Lidija Dimkovska have been translated from the original Macedonian by Ljubica Arsovska and Patricia Marsh.
Self-Portrait in Winter
She slouches, shoulders/ pitched, tongue static as a bell/ without breeze.
of defeat
Three washings and still under my fingernails the smell of September.
Review: Language Is a Revolver For Two by Mario Montalbetti
It’s as if Mario Montalbetti is daring his reader to seek permanence in poetry’s aftermath, to maintain remembrance in spite of the difficulty.
Two Poems by Mary Ann Samyn
First flower, or nearly./ No one forces it to do anything./ This is the backdrop.
Review: No Budu Please by Wingston González
Reading No Budu Please is like committing to the excavation of the continual traumas that occur within a post-colonial consciousness.
Doe After the Lightning Storm
What killed her/ knew the scent of her center well, knew how to woo her/ and did.