Is that love, for our own sake we piled up your bodies

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• Post published:June 22, 2020
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A poem by Chung Kwok Keung translated by May Huang

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You wonder, at liberty, befitting the earth.

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• Post published:June 15, 2017
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Four poems by Sohrab Sepehri translated by Patrick Sykes

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Red sun hanging on the shoulder of the western hill

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• Post published:May 20, 2017
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Four poems by Kim Sowohl translated by Sekyo Nam Haines

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Groan like the brash ice, or hiss like the slush

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• Post published:March 9, 2017
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Two poems by Judita Vaičiūnaitė translated by Rimas Uzgiris

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They were a horse perhaps

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• Post published:February 1, 2017
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A poem by Dionisio Cañas translated by Orlando Hernández

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a bright disc without contour in the haze of summer night.

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• Post published:December 14, 2016
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Three poems by Joachim Sartorius translated by Pauline Fan

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The furnished globe of the earth is spinning

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• Post published:December 8, 2016
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Two poems by Osip Mandelstam translated by Alistair Noon

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Voilà: lacks a toe. Voilà: sing this hymn.

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• Post published:November 30, 2016
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A poem by Hugo Ball in a false translation by Melissa Grey & David Morneau

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we will wait there for eternity to end

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• Post published:November 16, 2016
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Two poems by Guido Cupani translated by Patrick Williamson

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you who lured me for so long

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• Post published:November 3, 2016
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Two poems by Raoul Ponchon translated by Mark Lager

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