Not a Thing about Survival Technique
compared to you, the constellations are a frump the city lights are a dumb joke, dead on delivery, the breezes [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:47+00:00 November 6th, 2012|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 86|0 Comments
compared to you, the constellations are a frump the city lights are a dumb joke, dead on delivery, the breezes [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:46+00:00 November 6th, 2012|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 86|0 Comments
Translated from the Hebrew by Lisa KatzBeyond the equator is a table. When you stand at the door, New York, [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:46+00:00 November 6th, 2012|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 86|0 Comments
(excerpt from the novel) He was smiling with a curious pain in his face, and she was watching him, waiting [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:46+00:00 November 6th, 2012|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 86|0 Comments
We were driven by southern winds. We sailed northwards, to our home port. August. Behind us is the yellow light [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:46+00:00 November 6th, 2012|Categories: Essays, Literature, Blesok no. 86|0 Comments
In literature, confessional writing is a first-person writing style that is often times presented in the forms of an ongoing [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:46+00:00 November 6th, 2012|Categories: Essays, Literature, Blesok no. 86|0 Comments
The Skin I Live In (“La piel que habito“, 2011) seems to be one of those films that are watched [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:46+00:00 November 6th, 2012|Categories: Reviews, Literature, Blesok no. 86|0 Comments
I found the incentive for this study in the setting up of a dialogical exchange between two anthologies, which were [...]
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The Macedonian XIX Century (Makedonsko XIX stoljeće, Rijeka, Croatia, 2011, 245) is a new publication by Goran Kalogjera1F – a [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:47+00:00 September 2nd, 2012|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 85|0 Comments
Based on “A Clean, Well-Lighted Place” by Ernest Hemingway“Do you know – all this time this thought will not leave [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:47+00:00 September 2nd, 2012|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 85|0 Comments
I’m a child. I see with my own eyes and I rely on them. When I don’t understand – I [...]