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I write to keep the train on course to crush meit’ll happen on a morning no less beautiful than thishands latticed in love like jailbars shall adorn every windowI am seeking death her silver in every living momentwords piled like cadaversa death camp of happiness – from an untitled poem by Karel Šebek, translated from […]

Šebekvoyeur with keyholes for eyesI am watching a woman turn into an atom bomb – from “Evening” by Karel Šebek, translated from the Czech by Ondřej Pazdírek. The Fall Issue of B O D Y today brings you a poem by Czech poet Karel Šebek, the second of his works published in the magazine. It’s […]