summons
“tadpoles appeared—/ small, slippery as sperm,/ sliding through fingers.”
Weekend poem, by Athena Kashyap.
“tadpoles appeared—/ small, slippery as sperm,/ sliding through fingers.”
Weekend poem, by Athena Kashyap.
Mr. Shivani talks to Sauleha Kamal about ‘world literature’, the malign influence of the marketplace, and authoritarianism in various guises…
Read More“Names and butterflies flutter around/ while the literati picnic on the grass.” Poem of the Week (September 3), by Anatoly Kudryavitsky
Read More“She knows how solitude vases the rose stems/ of unspoken needs.”
Weekend poem, by Charles F. Thielman.
“To the edge of the heart. To the periphery/ where ghost kids kick phantom football…” Poem of the Week (August 27), by Ãgnes Lehóczky
Read More“The goldfish that/ swallowed my ashes/ now heads down the Tiber.”
Weekend poem, by Daniel Roy Connelly
Doug Bolling, our Poet of the Month, talks to Camille Ralphs about Magritte, Plato, Wallace Stevens and the ‘great power’ of poetry.
Read MoreIn the opening essay from ‘Literature at the Global Crossroads’, Anis Shivani reflects on the past, present, and future of ‘World Literature’
Read More“Since spring, Geneva has thrown open her home to soldiers.”
Poem of the Week (August 20), by Anis Shivani
“I did notice, though, that the best oranges/ came from the most withered tree”
Weekend poem, by Jeffrey D. Boldt