Breathing Under
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admin 2018-11-30T13:12:45+00:00 November 29th, 2018|Categories: Exhibition, Gallery, Blesok no. 122|Comments Off on Breathing Under
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admin 2018-11-29T14:42:14+00:00 November 29th, 2018|Categories: Essays, Literature, Blesok no. 122|Comments Off on The state of the American collective psyche expressed through films and series with parallel universes
Introduction TV series, as well as movies, are written by creative individuals and groups, who almost imperceptibly weave complex concepts [...]
admin 2018-11-30T13:18:38+00:00 November 29th, 2018|Categories: Reviews, Literature, Blesok no. 122|Tags: Silvija Mitevska|Comments Off on On “Dante’s Whisper” by Silvija Mitevska
The second book of Silvija Mitevska Dante's Whisper (Шепотот на Данте, Или-или, 2018) contains nine short stories which are quite [...]
admin 2018-09-20T12:35:43+00:00 September 19th, 2018|Categories: Essays, Literature, Blesok no. 120-121|0 Comments
To 30th Anniversary of Velestovo Poetry Night Poetry is the only thing that preserves the original milk of the language [...]
admin 2018-09-20T12:36:09+00:00 September 19th, 2018|Categories: Reviews, Gallery, Blesok no. 120-121|0 Comments
15 Years Art Point – Gumno, poster, Voskresija Andreevska, 2018. 2. The Goat ("Domazetovi Family [...]
admin 2018-09-20T12:34:38+00:00 September 19th, 2018|Categories: Reviews, Sound, Blesok no. 120-121|0 Comments
admin 2018-09-20T12:36:43+00:00 September 19th, 2018|Categories: Reviews, Literature, Blesok no. 120-121|0 Comments
Why Do We Need This Book? The period spanning from the end of the 20th century to the time that [...]
admin 2018-09-20T12:37:02+00:00 September 19th, 2018|Categories: Poetry, Literature, Blesok no. 120-121|0 Comments
SHADOWS At night my body opens, slowly like a tridimensional pop-up coloring book out of which spring trees, buildings, Sun, [...]
admin 2018-09-20T12:37:37+00:00 September 19th, 2018|Categories: Poetry, Literature, Blesok no. 120-121|0 Comments
GANGRENE Onto my boisterous pathway Falls the invisible flash Of the secluded black hole, Where the night butterfly flies. Neither [...]
admin 2019-01-15T10:40:50+00:00 September 19th, 2018|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 120-121|0 Comments
Frosina Parmakovska translated by Monika Mihajlovska I had to make sure multiple times that my husband was actually asleep, and [...]