Once a time there was a man in my neighbourhood who had no child who used to entertain the children and all people knew the character of the man. Some people said a long time he had children but his children had passed away. So whenever all the children are visiting I used to hide myself in order not to see that man. One day my mother said to me, have you ever seen that man? I said no. She told me why don’t you see him – he is a good man and he used to give children whatsoever they lack. I said to her I will go today If Allah says. That evening I tried to go and when I reached the house of the man it was burning and all the children were running away from the house while before they used to run to that house. I told them why are you running and they didn’t talk to me and I passed them in order to see that man today. When I reached there actually I missed all the things that I had and it was my first day to visit that man. A proverb said the more you leave the more you encounter, so whenever I remember that day I regret it so much because it was the first I saw that man in happy but it can refer to what I want.
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).