It was the 2nd-Jan-1997 at the early rise of the sun when Dad ordered Mom to dress me well. I quickly recalled that Dad was going to take me to school. I was very happy because I remember that I had asked Dad so many times that he should take me to school. After an hour Dad and I reached the school gate and asked permission to into the school camp for the school watchman. We abruptly headed to headmaster’s office and I was registered as a standard one pupil. My father took me into a crowd of young boys and girls who were mostly of my age mates and I was enjoying it a little bit, but when Dad waved his hand to me and told me bye to you, I was really sad and very frightened to be left alone within a crowd of strangers.
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).