Chiranan Pitpreecha’s poetry gave voice to Thailand’s mass pro-democracy movement of the early 1970s. After a violent government crackdown in 1976, she fled to join the Communist Party of Thailand as a dissident. The poems in (1989), Pitpreecha’s award-winning collection, called for the end of Thailand’s military dictatorship. Over thirty years later, their legacy still remains ambiguous ..read more

project of photos and poems about a wife and husband, both law professors in Mosul, who were murdered on two separate occasions between 2004 and 2005. “In your living room was / a bone-colored piano. / In boredom we pressed / a key. / We even sang. / Do you remember?” from “The Piano,” by Lea Nagy (trans. by Hélène Cardona ..read more

This piece by Lin Yi-Han is based on the theme of what it’s like to dwell in a body that carries trauma, and what it means to live in a mind where literature, memories, and vulnerability interweave with one another ..read more

“Father / Father, our beloved father / Live a long life / May your name be sanctified / May your strength be strong / Because your existence is useful,” from “Tribute,” by Maky Madiba Sylla , an adaptation of a prose poem by the same name written by Neustadt Prize–winning author Boubacar Boris Diop ..read more

A young woman with two degrees and no job hits the streets of Palermo looking for work with only a Dorothy Parker poem to sustain her ..read more

project of photos and poems about a wife and husband, both law professors in Mosul, who were murdered on two separate occasions between 2004 and 2005 ..read more

“On my right metatarsus / you can see the swale caused by wet wagon wheels / coming out of the Big Blue River, heaving / their sodden burdens over the top / of my arched  / foot, cracking / the delicate bones below,” from “Nine Places Where You Can Still See Wheel Tracks from the Oregon Trail,” by Beth Piatote ..read more

“She waits for me in the rain at the corner of the gas chamber, / asking a young guide if she knows / where her uncle was killed in 1942,” from “Traduttore, traditore,” by Lidija Dimkovska (trans. by Ljubica Arsovska & Patricia Marsh-Stefanovska ..read more

“She waits for me in the rain at the corner of the gas chamber, / asking a young guide if she knows / where her uncle was killed in 1942,” from “Traduttore, traditore,” by Lidija Dimkovska (trans. by Ljubica Arsovska & Patricia Marsh-Stefanovska ..read more

“She waits for me in the rain at the corner of the gas chamber, / asking a young guide if she knows / where her uncle was killed in 1942,” from “Traduttore, traditore,” by Lidija Dimkovska (trans. by Ljubica Arsovska & Patricia Marsh-Stefanovska ..read more