Editura Humanitas Fiction a publicat de curând romanul „Zâmbește” („Smile”) al scriitorului irlandez Roddy Doyle (traducere de...
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Arid soul
They drank words without eating meanings They gave empty meanings dressed in shining covers The whole problem of life was solved...
There is only
We gave up hope in others. There is only the belief in hope itself. A soft touch of a colossus. The year of the shorthaired rat...
Pasărea răbdătoare (poeme în proză)
Prima amintire? Are trei ani. Părinții ei, se pare, nu sunt acasă; dădaca, o femeie bătrână cu un nume ciudat, nu este nici ea de...
The thickness of air
The atmosphere consists of thick layers of air Your breathing slows down you don’t want to fall into yourself The exposure...
We came back
We came back from the rush with a night flight. We are swimming in the light of a late afternoon, blameless, with lost memories...
The snakecharmer/Îmblânzitorul de șerpi
The snakecharmer There was almost no light inside the room. But the blind old man, who was sitting on the mattress, didn‘t...
Our eyes
One day, when we removed the dead butterflies from the car radiator, you were filled with a feeling, you were pierced by a...
I didn’t imagine
Twenty years ago I met the Italian poet Vivian Lamarque at the monumental cemetery of Milan. I didn‘t even know that she was a...
The teacher
She was afraid of holding the horses. But by doing it she was training to deal with the kids. There was this matter of control...
Chemtrail
Passing by, with two moons, two shining eyes, catched by a net which almost had no consistency. Lines of steam in the sky...
The need
On the wall we had erected in ourselves, preventing the loneliness of the neuron park, the sun gently touched our shadows. We...
Homeland
Do you have a point of arrival when you speak about home? Do you think about a place where you grew up and where born? Which...
Those days when we shot polaroids
How many times were we disappointed those days, when we shot polaroids, when the picture, minutes later, after it was spit out...
Analog world
We have no negatives. It took me a while to understand what you were referring to. There was no way to capture a moment by...
Brodsky sang a song
Brodsky sang a song -it’s what you thought when you heard his voice recorded on an old record spinning him around you just came...
Poems by Mina Loy
Mina Loy (1882-1966) a fost o poetă avangardistă, autoarea, în siajul manifestului futurist semnat de Marinetti, a unui „Manifest...
Whale song
Far behind the shore there is a place where words get lost. They can be seen floating before they’re gone; the wind that moved...