russian

“In the streets of Viy-possessed Kyiv…”

A poem by Osip Mandelstam from The Voronezh Notebooks, translated by John High and Matvei Yankelevich

Bombs Over Kharkiv

“Notes from a Kharkivite” by Andrei Krasniashikh, translated by Tanya Paperny.

mouths identical to mine

A poem by Polina Barskova, translated from Russian by Valzhyna Mort

Circumference Radio: Issue 9 Mixtape

Welcome to the second episode of Circumference Radio.

nothing matters except having clean hands

the house where we lived and died

diabolical laughter off-stage

a forest-city overruns the parquet floor

the tumbling avalanche of patterns, turn around

to be late for one’s flight

the golden age of poetry harmony and freedom

every word may end up being your last word

and not now either

thousands of ballerinas under my skin

in New York they have New York, but nothing so beautiful

Every resident of Earth must be represented in close-up

Circumference Radio: First Mixtape

The furnished globe of the earth is spinning

…they move like snowstorms or squalls

…but any clever man is half a crook

And from the sea the Policeman can be seen

Just like the old clown Who crawls across the movie screen