It was early in the morning on Sunday. The weather was rather cold. I was in a weekend location when an old aged mother entered and asked for assistance. The mother was carrying a young little boy who was almost emaciated by malnutrition and lack of nutrients. The woman herself was very thin. I could not imagine that she came from a habitat of human beings. She was dressed like a mad person who had applied mud himself, she was wearing cracked shoes which were made of tires of a car.
However, I just monologue to myself: is this a mad person of just normal really I wondered to her, chased away with her child by not thinking what will happen later.
My mother just arrived when the woman was cursing me and crying with painful words that I had said to her. My mum just apologized to the woman by nourishing her.
Mother told me not to do it again by saying “Respect is two-way traffic.”
On 5/24/20, the US Embassy in Moscow celebrated Joseph Brodsky's 80th birthday with a collage of American poets reading his birthday poem "May 24, 1980" in the poet's self-translation. Chris Merrill, one of Brodsky's students, is among the readers.
Véronique TADJO (IWP ’06) discusses the renewed interest in publishing rights control among Francophone writers in Africa.
To mark Ireland’s corona-cancelled Leaving Cert graduation festivities, the poet Tom McCARTHY (IWP ’78) reads Paul Durcan’s elegy to side lines, “Sport.”
The lovely poem-a-day for May 14, 2020, “Journey,” is by the nomadic Lidija DIMKOVSKA (IWP ’05), translated from the Macedonian by Ljubica Arsovska and Patricia Marsh Štefanovska.
Over at Harvard Review, poet Mary jo Bang glosses her translations from the German of Matthias Gőritz (IWP ’03).