Taking Trinidad
“A few days later, the Gaddafi loyalists began to shell Misrata, and Harvey Dabbs was killed. It was a stupid death, like every death in war.” By Sándor Jászberényi, translated from Hungarian by M. Henderson Ellis.
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Behind The Station
“My grandmother is bollock in front of me. When she sees me, she’s startled. She’s wide-eyed. She has her mouth open. She hasn’t her false teeth in. I’m startled too…” By Arno Camenisch, translated from Romansh by Donal McLaughlin.
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The Wall
“I opened my eyes and saw Nabil standing over me. In a voice shaking with excitement, he anounced that the Wall had fallen… I tapped my forehead to indicate he was imagining things.” By Hubert Klimko-Dobrzaniecki, translated from Polish by Julia and Peter Sherwood.
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The Sound of the Sundial
“The Legionnaires in front of Prague Castle were replaced by a battalion of Death’s Heads, clad in black to render homage to Hitler… Czechoslovakia became a ghost.” By Hana Andronikova. Edited and adapted by Rachel Miranda Feingold from the translation by David Short.
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Posthumous Correspondence
“I’ve allowed myself/ a postscript to your postcard,/ forgive me.” By Marcin Åšwietlicki, translated from Polish by Elżbieta Wójcik-Leese.
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tangier
“She falls asleep on my shoulder/ in the middle of the street/ and her steps ignite/ small riots of leaves.” By Agnieszka Wolny-HamkaÅ‚o, translated from Polish by Elżbieta Wójcik-Leese.
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On the Sublime / Ãœber Das Erhabene
“the door opens here on the last/ rooms of the sun and the escape en face/ gives onto the roof…” By Raoul Schrott, translated from German by Iain Galbraith.
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Magnetism
“‘Death’ is the answer,/ though it isn’t right…” By Marcin Åšwietlicki, translated from Polish by Elżbieta Wójcik-Leese
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From ‘Premonitions of mourning’
“It was three in the morning. The wings/ of two black moths brushed across my face…” By Zsuzsa Takács, translated from Hungarian by Erika Mihálycsa.
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Preparation for the Crows’ Feast
“The great scam has been successful. We just don’t know for whom…” By Gábor Schein, translated from Hungarian by Ottilie Mulzet.
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