Mark Wingrave, Opening and Closing, 2021
a forest-city overruns the parquet floor
Two poems by Evgenia Rits, translated from Russian by Mark Wingrave
Christiane Baumgartner, White Noise, 2013
the tumbling avalanche of patterns, turn around
Three poems by Stanislava Mogileva, translated from Russian by Josephine von Zitzewitz
Gabriele Münter, Interior (Das Interieur), 1908
to be late for one’s flight
A poem by Liliya Gazizova, translated from Russian by Nina Kossman
Etel Adnan, Untitled, 2013
every word may end up being your last word
Five poems by Evgeny Stepanov, translated from Russian by Anna Halberstadt
Monika Baer, Untitled, 2003
in New York they have New York, but nothing so beautiful
A poem by Genrikh Sapgir, translated from Russian by J. Kates
Kai Althoff, Bekehrung, 2002
Every resident of Earth must be represented in close-up
A poem by Andrey Filimonov, translated from Russian by Anton Yakovlev
…they move like snowstorms or squalls
A poem by Maxim Amelin translated from Russian by Derek Mong and Anne O. Fisher
…but any clever man is half a crook
Two excerpts from “Too Clever by Half” by Alexander Griboyedov translated by Betsy Hulick.
A wager, a wager, and an eclipse
Three sections of Peretz Markish’s The Forty-Year-Old Man, translated from Yiddish by Rose Waldman
And from the sea the Policeman can be seen
Four poems by Dmitri Prigov translated from Russian by Matvei Yankelevich