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Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan

Contributors: Jamby Dzhusubalieva, Azamat Omuraliev (BTL)

Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan

« The city must never be confused with the words that describe it. And yet between the one and the other there is a connection. » —Italo Calvino, Invisible Cities

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Writing in & of the World: Silk Routes Grant Narrative, Kyrgyzstan I grew up in the Soviet Union. In one of the “southern” Central Asian parts, in the most wildly beautiful country, the Kyrgyz Republic, among a people with an ancient, not to say archaic life history/biography, in... media_text	Park Monceau In the park Monceau birds are singing. Endlessly. In the park Monceau …. The The cut the grass in the park Monceau. Winters and springs along the cut. In the park Monceau children play. They speak French... media_text	On Becoming a Writer In Kyrgyzstan I grew up in the Soviet Union. In one of the “southern” Central Asian parts, in the most wildly beautiful country, the Kyrgyz Republic, among a people with an ancient, not to say archaic life history/biography, in... media_text
Pathways It was in a remote village in the Kyrgyz Pamir Mountains. I remember vividly the beauty of that night. It was a beautiful night with a bright and generous moon. The firmament of stars suspended so low. In the bright... media_text	"You could write a story about this" ‘You could write a story about this,’ she said. A long hallway stretched for dozens of meters. Darkness didn’t let the signs on numerous doors be read, didn’t let the dust on the bookshelves be distinctly seen... media_text	View from a window Morning I can’t believe the evening ever comes, Evening I forget the beauty of the morning, Twilights crawl impudently to your dwelling, Sun is dying on the Parisian roofs… media_text
To my charming Andrée My old lady lives by Garden Luxemburg, Just to the foot of the Senate, Goes to church once by week. At noon Sundays, When the bells call …. Prizyvno….. At Saint-Sulpice. She is not much... media_text	Ipanema Through a veil of clouds, that chained the streets of the city in an insufferable fug, last beams of the disappearing sun were visible. A fiery red circle was hiding behind the mountain’s... media_text	Language Essay: On Kyrgyzstan I have lived almost all my life in Kyrgyzstan, a small former Soviet country, which gained independency only 25 years ago. Even though the sovereign country’s history is extremely short,... media_text
Djailoo Reading description “Djailoo” in traditional Kyrgyz culture is a fundamental concept, embodying the summer pasture and grazing, where every year during warm period Kyrgyz nomads move their families and yurt homes. “Djailoo” occurs not... media_text	Literary Arts in Kyrgyzstan The landscape of the Kyrgyz so-called written literature (in comparison with the-still existing oral tradition in poetry and epic genres) - of the late 1920s and early 1930s is a scene of dull and engaged writings.... media_text