Two short pieces by Daniil Kharms from the mid-1930’s translated by Alexander Cigale, one about an invasive cuckoo bird among other things, the other miraculously seeming to foreshadow every hipster’s worst nightmare scenario. You can also go back to the last installment of Saturday European Fiction for more Kharms. Read more Saturday European Fiction
The Elizabeth Kostova Foundation (EKF) is holding the 10th annual Sozopol Seminars, with this year’s edition being the first creative nonfiction edition. The program will take place from June 8-12 in the Black Sea town of Sozopol, Bulgaria with a follow-up in Sofia for the events of CapitaLiterature. A truly impressive lineup of lecturers, guests […]
“And so, it once happened that Nikolay Ivanovich found himself in Hotel Europe, in their restaurant. Nikolay Ivanovich sits at his table, and the table over from him is occupied by some foreigners, and they’re gobbling up apples. And that’s when Nikolay Ivanovich said to himself: ‘A curious thing,’ Nikolay Ivanovich said to himself, […]
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