B O D Y’s latest issue kicks off today and will bring new fiction, poetry, essays and interviews through the month of April. For my part, I will be publishing fiction from Hungary, Bulgaria and Romania with work by Ludovic Bruckstein, Krisztina Tóth, Sándor Jászberényi and Leonie Hodkevitch. The opening work in the issue is […]
“An old Portuguese man steps out of a dream about the southand leans against a yellow wall.I would like to be his gaze, which measures the distancebetween the sun, the tourists’ white thighs and the blue tiles of the cathedral.” from “Uno”, one of two poems by Anna Belkovska in translation by Jayde Will that […]
‘But then a grenade exploded, and they were showered with plaster and shards of bricks. Greta covered Hans with her naked body. But he clambered up onto his lone leg and made for the window. Greta tried to hold him back, what could you possibly want to see, my love?’ from “Victory” by Jānis Joņevs, […]
‘To contemporary dance and poetry.To Bukowski, who drinks and fucks in every third poemand sends everyone to hell.I am reading a book of his selected poems in my countryside home.On a bench between the well, woodshed, and greenhouseand lavender, which won’t be here anymore tomorrow.’ from “You Get Used to Everything” by Inga Pizāne, published […]
This week I will be publishing a selection of contemporary Latvian writing in B O D Y. The issue starts with a couple poems by Inga Pizāne. There will also selections of poetry from Anna Belkavska and Semyon Khanin. A short story, “Victory” by Jānis Joņevs rounds out the week’s writing. Latvian Lit Week: Inga […]
The latest issue of The Continental is out and includes my essay, “Fatherlessland”, a work about my father’s death, Prague as a city and film set, Nazis past and present, and a few other topics as well. The issue also includes an interview with Fran Lebowitz, a ghost story by film director Abel Ferrara, an […]
“Ivan lay sprawled out in the snow, his limbs twisted. That’s what you look like when you fall out of the sky. Not like an angel or even a bird, but like a man never meant to be airborne.” from my short story “The Flight of Ivan Ivanovich” in issue 72 of Mexico’s Ofi Press. […]
“This isn’t the placelessness of a fellow modernist writer like Kafka, but more closely resembles that of a hyperrealistic painting, where the attention to detail – the glint of light on a bottle, the folds of skin on the figure’s neck – obscure any sign of the surroundings. Felsen isn’t looking at the world through […]
The 14th Prague Microfestival takes place next weekend. Billed as a festival of ‘International Writing, Art, Film, Theory and Performance’ it will take place at Punctum, Krásova 27 in Žižkov. Among the writers and performers I will be reading on Saturday, October 15 at 6:30 pm, together with a number of other writers. You can […]
The latest issue of The Continental, a magazine I am editing and writing for, is out. The theme of the issue is Noir and includes work from a darker, crime-ridden era of New York City (otherwise known as the good ‘ol days) to a futurist Hungary, Russia, the Czech Republic and elsewhere. Founder of Punk […]
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