My Harsh Tears Have Brought Black to Its Knees
“I bring black to its knees,/… I make joy and sadness brawl.” By Tseveendorjin Oidov, translated from Mongolian by Simon Wickhamsmith.
Read More“I bring black to its knees,/… I make joy and sadness brawl.” By Tseveendorjin Oidov, translated from Mongolian by Simon Wickhamsmith.
Read More“The dark night is deaf to the feet stepping along the path./ What am I that rides the enchanted shadows, kicking at the black rocks?” By Tseveendorjin Oidov, translated from Mongolian by Simon Wickham-Smith.
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