Looking at You
Upturning the turtle, little girl runs away For the first time, turtle sees sky Trans. by Raman Mundair
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:36+00:00 November 9th, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 99|0 Comments
Upturning the turtle, little girl runs away For the first time, turtle sees sky Trans. by Raman Mundair
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:36+00:00 November 9th, 2014|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 99|0 Comments
I don’t know how to begin this…a lot has happened since you passed away. I know it’s moronic to write [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:36+00:00 November 9th, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 99|0 Comments
In the cigarette smoke of dead soldiers in their metallic shouts take it all off as blades of rich reflections [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:36+00:00 November 9th, 2014|Categories: Essays, Literature, Blesok no. 99|0 Comments
A Reflection on America’s Literary CultureIn many countries, we might find an individual who represents the collective conscious or Zeitgeist [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:36+00:00 November 9th, 2014|Categories: Essays, Literature, Blesok no. 99|0 Comments
A Journey through YugoslaviaPenguin Books, New York 1994 Skopje I This is the supreme moment of Easter, when the priests [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:37+00:00 November 9th, 2014|Categories: Reviews, Literature, Blesok no. 99|0 Comments
(on the collection of poems True Water by Vladimir Martinovski) Vladimir Martinovski's latest poetic creation True Water brings true poetry [...]
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the river will run in another direction the fishermen with their boats will come next and further on the drowning [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:38+00:00 August 23rd, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 97|0 Comments
If I speak for the dead, I must leave this animal of my body, I must write the same poem [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:37+00:00 August 23rd, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 97|0 Comments
Translated from the Serbian by Ana BožičevićI returned to town to find them standing between the gallery and the café [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:37+00:00 August 23rd, 2014|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 97|0 Comments
One sunny autumn afternoon a child strayed away from its rude home in a small field and entered a forest [...]