Morning Correction
“Winter this year is like a death penalty./ Reprieve will come, it’s/ ninety-nine per cent certain.” Poem of the Week (October 14), by Marcin Åšwietlicki. Translated from Polish by Elżbieta Wójcik-Leese.
Read More“Winter this year is like a death penalty./ Reprieve will come, it’s/ ninety-nine per cent certain.” Poem of the Week (October 14), by Marcin Åšwietlicki. Translated from Polish by Elżbieta Wójcik-Leese.
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