e-revista EgoPHobia
(from atheism to agnosticism and back) [II] [Francis S. Collins, The Language of God: A Scientist Presents Evidence for Belief, translation by Silvia Palade, Curtea Veche, 2009] by Ştefan Bolea translation from Romanian by Alina-Olimpia Miron click aici pentru versiunea română Collins’ approach is circular (A => B, B => A) and can […]
(a reader’s guide to fantasy [1]) by Oliviu Crâznic translation from Romanian by Angelica Ţapoca [MTTLC student] click aici pentru versiunea română Starting with this issue we will give some special attention to Romanian fantastic literature trying therefore to emphasize the fact that SF, fantasy or horror lovers do not necessarily need to […]
by Mircea Danieluc [Romania] translated from Romanian by: Ruxandra Câmpeanu and Wendy Stein pentru versiunea română click aici Yes, Iulică, you are across from the Queensboro Bridge, at 208, Poinsettia. This is Kirk’s place. You wear cologne. You have moved in with this pudgy gentleman. He is over sixty years old, he owns a pacemaker […]
by Viorel Marineasa [Romania] translated from Romanian by Dorothy McCarthy and Oana Badea pentru versiunea română click aici The first things you find out about yourself derive from others, of course, but soon are becoming so pressing that you seem set out in your return to them, if not all the time, at least very […]
by Horia Dulvac [Romania] translated from Romanian by Manuela Stancu pentru versiunea română click aici The aunt who made me empty dozens of buckets of water into the ditch, buckets as small as thimbles, would ask me every time: `Are you a witness I gave them water?` `I am!`. Back then, in the South, rumours […]
by Oxana Silviu [Romania] Translation from Romanian by A.C. Clarke and Iris Butnariu pentru versiunea română click aici I walked slowly towards the counter. He was already there. I just have to close my eyes for a second and the entire scene starts rolling again … I took out a crumpled sheet of paper […]
by Gheorghe Rechesan translated from Romanian by Melissa Silva and Loredana Adriana Malic pentru versiunea română click aici We are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed and it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting [Charles Bukowski, Finish] […]
by Victor Loghin [Romania] translated from Romanian by Maria Jastrzębska and Diana Maftei pentru versiunea română click aici Alas, poor Yorick ! I knew him Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy … Where are your gibes now, your gambols, your songs ? (Hamlet) I woke up […]
by Adrian Ioniţă [USA] translated by Diana Maftei pentru versiunea română click aici I saw him in a show at the Chicago Art Expo. He was wearing a heavily starched Australian coat and a hat with wide brims like the wings of an eagle. He stopped in front of me and as if I had […]
translated by Anca Dorneanu this was our childhood in the horses hot skin we were pressing small frankincense pieces with our fingers we imagined we were pressing gems in a season that most of the times smelled of distance and mud but the horses were burried at the front entrance with chains from […]