Poul Lynggaard Damgaard – Minimal dictation

A can opener removes the lid to logic. That´s enough for now. A wall´s removed windows.

Vera Chejkovska – A Fugue (1954 – 2018)

before one measurement of the height, crystal clear and harmoniously resonant, finishes, I wish for another one, also crystal clear and harmoniously resonant to begin, again

Charles Simic – Empires

My grandmother prophesied the end Of your empires, O fools! She was ironing. The radio was on. The earth trembled beneath our feet. One of your heroes was giving a speech. “Monster,” she called him. There were cheers and gun salutes for the monster. “I could kill him with my bare hands,” She announced to …

Ruxandra Cesereanu – Kambanaria

For Ivan Hristov & Mitko Gogov 1. A week ago I was in Sofia chattering into the Atileus bar among liquids which made us flexible and vulnerable. About semidemons and semiangels, about the heart’s objects and the brain scalpels we all hide or we just leave them exposed in order to protect ourselves from others, …

Hussein Habasch – A flying angel

The child whom they tied her broken hands In white gauze She urged her mother to know Why her hands are tied like that? When the mother became confused and couldn't find an answer She whispered to her: my little one, you became an angel. Is it not true the angels have white wings? The …

William S. Peters – The Castle

Break a window in your castle and look to the poor ~ Hannah Michael Salameh Numan Open the door And invite in he Who is less fortunate Open your heart And empty your cupboard And feed the hungry Bend a knee Extend a hand And lift up thine brother For he was borne Of the …

Zingonia Zingone – Near the Spring

Two seagulls dance In a corner of the sky Between rocks And ocean A sensual, constant movement Like a hovering tango Existence * I step on silent grass Searching For a word that envelops Atom and Star I catch it in a flower Opening gently * Calf's eyes Evoke distant times When man was branch …

Sotirios Pastakas – No, I don’t come from Eleusis

No, I don’t come from Eleusis. Southern Italy. Sandy returned from the Aegean rally in Nisyros. I found Yannis in 37 and he bought me a mojito. Mihos has reached the final stage of his glorious grieving. Akanthos undertook painting the first rung of the ladder. X2, true to his nickname, keeps chicks for only …

Pilar Rodríguez Aranda – The extraction

The bone and its anesthetized pain present in ketoprofen distance The electrical impulses of time are one hundred percent body, ink and sky Water accumulating blood and egg The itching of an instant in a scapula The song written in the meanwhile Automatic singing in the darkness I respond to the impulse of a few …

Dorit Weisman – My Grandmother

My grandmother sits in the kitchen by the corner of the table grumbling in Hungarian, a language I refused to learn because she and my mother and my aunt talked all the time about food and meals what will we make for lunch what will we make for dinner Today I admit: I was wrong …