Four Poems

by Aleksey Porvin
Translated from the Russian by Isaac Stackhouse Wheeler

The tree must see—under your feet
a dove drops its feathers—take them;
your plumage will be white
if you choose an easy flightpath.

Late cherries—round wounds
remember what arrowhead
made them in the wet summer wind.
They remember, but you must forget.

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"Cinema" and other poems

by Olena Jennings

I remembered the scene when her lover got trampled
by an elephant.  She lifted herself above the despair.
Last time I went dancing I was at the level of sky.
I felt my body unfold because I was so close
to getting what I wanted and then it folded again

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"The Girl With No Tail" and other poems

by John LaPine

The Girl with No Tail has no balance.
She teeters on the brink,
eclipses precipice. Threat of falling does not
thump hard in her chest, does not live
in her throat, her tiny black throat.
She lives like danger becomes her.
She lets herself wobble against
wind, a branchless tree: thin.

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"Beneath the Strawberry Moon"

by Wanda Deglane

You’re crouched outside the car, limbs folded 
like a broken sun chair, spluttering and vomiting 
against rocks that gut your hands like first-century nails.
I’m gripping the seat, picturing the world about to go 
tumbling, frozen by gravity that wasn’t there minutes ago. 
The music explodes through the speakers, tries to drown 
out the sounds of your shuddering, your gasping for air, 
your downhill battles that shred the still night in two.

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Five Poems

by Slavick Ciganec
Translated from the Ukrainian by Olena Jennings

in her eyes a sign should read “swimming prohibited”
no one knows how many of those who ignored it drowned 
one day you’ll want to try it 
but there is one tiny problem
you must dive to the very bottom
and come face to face with the heavenly
or martyrs

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Reimagining Nietzsche at an airport terminal

by Sneha Subramanian Kanta

The airport terminal is only familiar because Nietzsche is—there he stands, with a silent yawp. Your body murmurs but you learn to extrapolate the creaks into joint movements. These scrapes of glue paper and unwanted items – unreal carpet route, real scrap. How less we require. How much we desire, how much we have, how much we keep, of it all, the body is closest.

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"At the Turn" and other poems

by Sergey Lebedev
Translated from the Russian by Dmytro Kyyan

They could arrest the garden gnomes,
exterminate swallows and spiders,
roll a granite pavement in asphalt,
take out to the East
the porcelain figurines from a chest of drawers
that peeped through the window,
replace the human souls
with an overcoat cloth

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"The Siege of Hades"

by Isaac Stackhouse Wheeler

Meticulous Demeter’s revenge was slow but vicious;
she bred innumerable souls to choke the underworld
and laced them with her own ethos; her triumphs
sickened its entombed monarch, and soon he was impotent

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"Empire" and other poems

by Snežana Žabić

There are life forms who slash the cheek
of a refugee, lay eggs like lizards, drown in their siestas.
Immigrants talk about papers, Dubai, Cambodia,
Singapore, migrate pleasure and work. 

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A cycle of poems about the War

by Khrystia Vengryniuk
Translated from the Ukrainian by Dmytro Kyyan

When you make a shot where the snow lies now,
I have my veins twitch and I wake up.
I screw up my eyes.
I fly away. 
Imagining HOW you are standing there.

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"Soldier" and other poems

by Oksana Lutsyshyna
Translated from the Ukrainian by Dmytro Kyyan

it seems they sleep on the ground, in the ground
he gets out of the ground in the morning
to say some words
but he forgot the words because they are too long

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Roselle Park

by Hilary Scheppers

It is early August and I am in New Jersey,
in this backyard, too green,
where my friend reads
a buzz poem called “Follow Him”

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