poems by Paweł Markiewicz
Germany in the nighttime 1961 – the wall has been built once sixty-one stars glowed over the native land the East Germany rife with butterflies sparkled in the night
51%
[debut] de Alexandra Florina Guță Anul 2028. Soarele parcă nu mai strălucea așa cum o făcea odinioară, iar eu mă simțeam tot mai obosită din cauza facultății. Lucram pentru a deveni avocat, însă în zilele noastre, cuvântului dreptate nu prea îi mai găseam un sens atât de ușor de explicat. România, alături de alte […]
poems by John Grey
Refugees Some people can’t stay where they are. As determined by no home, empty pockets
Holes in the Design
by Catalina Florina Florescu Mirabela was holding a baby blue cloth. Her hands were trembling. “Do you need a cup of tea?” Mirabela did not pay attention. She was examining the cloth with fascination but also terror. “Holes … holes in the design.”
Kant and Enlightenment
by Ana Bazac The 18th century was not only that of Enlightenment. There were even ideas which opposed[1] to the message of progress through cultural development of the many – although “the many” were, at least for the German intellectuals, only townsmen, and rather propertied. But just because of the coexistence of adverse ideologies, we […]
A Free Pass
by Douglas Young Raleigh Reynolds was selling tickets as fast as he could for Friday night’s second show at the campus cinema. From behind open-air bars in the theater’s round ticket booth inside the student center, he enjoyed seeing how fast he could dispense tickets, make change, and keep the line moving. When a […]
poems by Victor Gheorghe
(Lecturi potrivite/recomandate de Alexandra) Poemul 1: There are nights and days When time is still young And pain is unborn In the womb of nothingness;
Întunecimile lui Byron (1998)
de Ștefan Bolea În afara presentimentului morții, viața este goliciune, iluzie, minciună. Dacă instinctele nu te-au apropiat nicicând de moarte, înseamnă că ai trăit degeaba. Moartea nu poate fi gândită și nici discutată pentru că ea este o fantomă. Comunicarea – și exorcizarea ei – se face dincolo de limbaj; doar orbirea sângerată a revelației […]
Malaise
[Caiete #3 ~ fragment] de Ștefan Bolea 21 aprilie 1997, noaptea O ultimă integrală a concertelor pentru pian de Beethoven. Concertul nr. 3 în do minor – surâs nemântuit & îndărătnic. Before midnight În afara Liebestraum-ului nu există decât ratare, dar și împliniți în iubire ne-am considera tot ratați. Convenționalul din noi, cel care ne […]
Eternal Return
by Laura Lambie The door slammed shut with an echoing thud. John crossed the room, sat down, folded his handcuffed hands and smiled. “So, you came for a visit, finally. It’s good to see you again.” “Likewise,” replied Luke, taking a gold case from the pocket of his suit. He opened it and […]