Odilon Redon, I saw a flash of light, large and pale, 1896. Metropolitan Museum.
The greater part of death comes over me
A poem by Francisco de Quevedo, translated from Spanish by Pamela Greenberg
Anselm Kiefer, Dragon (Drache)
the urban tedium of the coast
Five poems from Chocar con algo [Crashing Into Things] by Erika Martínez, translated from Spanish by Lucina Schell
the audible threshold of happiness
Four poems by Gemma Gorga translated from Catalan by Sharon Dolin
Should we stop to breathe as we open a parenthesis in the dream
Four poems by Kepa Murua translated from the Spanish by Sandra Kingery
Here in this house of angles I’ve chosen one imperfect thing
Five poems by Berta Dávila translated from Galician by Neil D. Anderson
a pilot dodging wood and granite crosses
Two poems by Juan Carlos Mestre translated by Patrick Marion Bradley
Your breath bright with presence is origin.
Three poems by Pilar Fraile Amador, translated from the Spanish by Lizzie Davis
None of you know what it’s like to live with Matt Sweeney.
Two poems by Melcion Mateu, translated from the Catalan by Rowan Ricardo Phillips, along with a musical composition by Alexis Cuadrado
They don’t alliterate October with gold falling from the fragile trees
Three poems by Juan Antonio González-Iglesias translated by Curtis Bauer
There is a lawless canyon in our lips, a labyrinth whose exits are burning.
Five poems from Luis García Montero’s Diary of an Accomplice, translated by Alice McAdams