The Role of My Family in World Revolution
My mother sewed a little bag. On the bag she embroidered the letters “For newspapers”. She also embroidered daddy, sitting [...]
admin 2018-12-19T12:16:21+00:00 March 30th, 2016|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 106|0 Comments
My mother sewed a little bag. On the bag she embroidered the letters “For newspapers”. She also embroidered daddy, sitting [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:32+00:00 March 30th, 2016|Categories: Reviews, Sound, Blesok no. 106|0 Comments
Polly Jean Harvey is my blues, my winter in the middle of the summer, and the spring in that same [...]
admin 2018-12-19T12:20:57+00:00 January 17th, 2016|Categories: Essays, Literature, Blesok no. 105|0 Comments
It has often been asked, What is Poetry? And many and various are the answers which have been returned. The [...]
admin 2018-12-19T12:31:15+00:00 January 17th, 2016|Categories: Reviews, Literature, Blesok no. 105|0 Comments
Thoughts on the novel “Little Lily” by Orsolya Karafiáth Translated from Macedonian: Milan Damjanoski Having confidence in the well-deserved reputation [...]
admin 2018-12-19T12:31:20+00:00 January 17th, 2016|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 105|0 Comments
Translated by: Elizabeta Bakovska Mu daughter’s name is Tear. Tear – like the drop that hung from the edge of [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:33+00:00 January 17th, 2016|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 105|0 Comments
Translated from Macedonian: Elizabeta Bakovska A. was a cook. Although his profession solely relied on a cane of numbers and [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:33+00:00 January 17th, 2016|Categories: Reviews, Sound, Blesok no. 105|0 Comments
Translated from Bosnian: Elizabeta Bakovska With me, everything somehow starts with Elvis. As an old and faded sweetheart, but also [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:33+00:00 January 17th, 2016|Categories: Reviews, Gallery, Blesok no. 105|0 Comments
Sasho Dimoski How can one understand photographic portrait when one can use barely several sentences? Even more complex: how can [...]
admin 2018-12-19T12:55:27+00:00 December 21st, 2015|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 103-104|0 Comments
Translated by: Ross Benjamin (English translation copyright © 2015 Ross Benjamin) Monika had moved into the Ferris wheel in the [...]
admin 2018-12-19T12:56:48+00:00 December 21st, 2015|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 103-104|0 Comments
(excerpt) Translated by: Kalina Maleska At the end of the year I finished with excellent grades. The rector said that [...]