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مدينةُ بِلْخُوجَة | The City of Belkhouja

25 Mar 2019

يلفُّ سَجَائِرَهُ بِأَصْوَاتِهَا بأَنْفَاسِهَا، يعْركُ رَغِيفَهُ بِرَوَائِحِهَا بطُعُومِهَا، يُضمِّخُ صَمْتَهُ بِمُوسِيقَى شُقُوقِهَا، يشْرَبُ رَحِيقَ تَجَاعِيدِهَا المَكْتُومَةِ.

The City of Belkhouja | مدينةُ بِلْخُوجَة

By: Adam Fethi
Translated by: Hager Ben Driss

25 Mar 2019

You can't catch water with a fist, they say. And yet, no sooner does he unclench his fist than glowing jewels appear before their very eyes.

Lo steddazzu | English Translation

By: Cesare Pavese
Translated by: André Naffis-Sahely

3 Dec 2018

The lonely man wakes while the sea is still dark/ and the stars waver...

Lo steddazzu | Italian

By: Cesare Pavese

3 Dec 2018

L’uomo solo si leva che il mare è ancor buio e le stelle/ vacillano...

Amsterdam 94 | Brazilian Portuguese

By: Cadão Volpato

24 Sep 2018

No restaurante vegetariano/ tão alto/ o pé direito/ e na igreja/ o que tanto/ conversamos?

Amsterdam 94 (English)

By: Cadão Volpato
Translated by: Yessica Klein

24 Sep 2018

At the vegetarian restaurant/ so high/ the ceiling height/ and at the church/ what was it/ we talked about/ so much?

The Origamist | Origamista

By: Rebeka Sara Szigethy
Translated by: Adam T. Bogár

25 Jun 2018

The world would end with him successfully folding something in half one hundred and three times. A sheet of paper, say.

Origamista | The Origamist

By: Rebeka Sara Szigethy

25 Jun 2018

Százháromszor hajtja meg. A világnak úgy lesz vége, hogy sikerül százháromszor félbehajtania valamit.

Ilahás | Feral

By: Mesándel Virtusio Arguelles

26 Mar 2018

Ano mang oras ito, hindi ito huli o una: Muli, narito (huli ng asetiko)

Feral | Ilahás

By: Mesándel Virtusio Arguelles
Translated by: Kristine Ong Muslim

26 Mar 2018

This strikes at any hour, this is neither the last nor the first: Again, here (the ascetic’s catch)

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