“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 […]
‘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 […]
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