Tashkent, Uzbekistan

Contributors: Alina Dadaeva
Tashkent, Uzbekistan

« In the steppe near Tashkent they came upon a never-ending ladder with wooden rungs and iron rails that stretched across the earth from horizon to horizon... Whistling and thundering, a snake-like wonder hurtled past them. »  —Hamid Ismailov, The Railway

You can lead a horse to water but you cannot make him drink.
(English Proverb)

- Do you respect my rights?
- I do. The article was devoted to your rights...
- No--do you respect my...


Комната. Обои с причудливым узором на стене. Письменный стол с неизменной настольной лампой, доставшийся мне еще от бабушки. Ворох бумаг – как правило, совершенно ненужных. Стопка книг – как правило, не прочитанных....


Translator: Alex Niemi

Little boy, sliding from line of light
to line of scroll,
where letters of black
tangle together, like blackened chains
tangle together, like clinging leaves.