Circumference Radio: First Mixtape

• Post author:Elina Alter
• Post published:January 28, 2021
• Post category:featured/Issue 8/radio

Welcome to the inaugural episode of Circumference Radio.

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you who lured me for so long

• Post author:flimflamjimjam
• Post published:November 3, 2016
• Post category:poetry

Two poems by Raoul Ponchon translated by Mark Lager

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sparrows and glimmers and syllables lost

• Post author:flimflamjimjam
• Post published:October 13, 2016
• Post category:poetry

Four poems by Alain Lance translated by Erika Luckert

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I was perfectly calm before sinking

• Post author:flimflamjimjam
• Post published:September 7, 2016
• Post category:poetry

Two poems by Max Jacob translated by Sophia Lecker

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the contrary to my virtue

• Post author:flimflamjimjam
• Post published:June 16, 2016
• Post category:poetry

Three poems by James Noël translated by Patricia Hartland

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Once resuscitated, I will be a book.

• Post author:flimflamjimjam
• Post published:January 20, 2015
• Post category:poetry

A poem by Sarah Kernya translated and with an introduction by Virginia Konchan

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the hurtling tornado bears down on poplars

• Post author:flimflamjimjam
• Post published:January 3, 2015
• Post category:poetry

A poem by Pierre Chappuis, translated from French by Tim Keane and Myriam Moraz

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with no more authority or force than pale, stripped branches

• Post author:flimflamjimjam
• Post published:October 16, 2014
• Post category:poetry

Two poems by the 16th century French poet Pierre de Ronsard, translated by Diane Furtney

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Pale Cupid: I am geysers, craters, belly-of-the-earth.

• Post author:flimflamjimjam
• Post published:April 14, 2014
• Post category:poetry

Two poems by Lucie Thésée, translated by Robert Archambeau and Jean-Luc Garneau

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Make each dying rose a confidante

• Post author:flimflamjimjam
• Post published:April 11, 2014
• Post category:poetry

Two new translations by Micah McCrary from Rainer Maria Rilke’s The Roses

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