Daja Mora – Dark days

Dark days can be the lightest in a poets mind you might find lyrical remedies To take this time and reflect and remember not...

Heiko H. Caimi – From the well (J’accuse)

If we are afraid of opinions that are not all the rage, if what other people think scares us, if we don’t have the courage to...

Silvio Donà – The first copy arrives

“It’s here!” My wife’s voice on the phone is excited, even a little bit scared. “Are you sure? ” I ask. It’s a stupid question, I...

Heiko H. Caimi – Poems in the Wind

The square. The portico. The clock tower, standing out from the city hall behind the square, reminds the townspeople of the uncertainty of time....

Silvio Donà – It’s an iPhone that, isn’t it?

  Scene: the crowded compartment of a (filthy, need I say it?) Italian train. A guy in jeans and a casual jacket is trying to cut...

Obsession is elsewhere

  -But writing what? -Writing about obsession, death. -What obsession? What death? -Writing about obsession, writing about death. -I do not understand. -You cannot. You cannot if you do not...

Silvio Donà – Alien Vs Accountant

What will people think of me? I’m an idiot. That’s clear. It’s hard to balme them. What do you think of somebody, who, while sitting at...

Heiko H. Caimi – Part -Time (or “On Springs”)

«The director was even moved», said Irina, the editor in chief of Amoreux. «I'm glad», said Imerio at the other end of the line. But...

Gabriella Tonin – Aunt Serafina

  The love of reading is her gift. Reserved and, according to some, a bit grumpy, Aunt Serafina had been silently waiting for retirement, and then,...

Silvio Donà – Father, What Do You Do for a Living?

Living room of a middle-class apartment. A man in his forties, wearing jeans and a cotton shirt, is sitting on the couch with a...

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Grace Nichols – Lost in Translation

(por el espíritu de poesía en Medellín, Colombia) As if the earth had shifted axis again I walk the streets of your city, Medellín, a hammock of...

Grace Nichols

Grace Nichols was born in Guyana but has lived in Britain since 1977. Her first book of poems ‘I is a long-memoried Woman’ won...

Grace Nichols – Passport to Here and There

RECLAIMING HER STORY THROUGH MEMORY Chandramohan Sathyanathan engaging with the poetry of Grace Nichols Grace Nichols is a major female voice and a widely read Anglophone...

Chandramohan Sathyanathan – A Posthumous Letter

I am a primate dwelling in the wild forests of my language. My tongue lost irretrievably in the swamp of hunger, I hide amidst the barren rocks. Your own selfie sheds...

Chandramohan Sathyanathan

Chandramohan Sathyanathan alias Chandramohan S. (b.1986) is an Indian English language Dalit poet based in Trivandrum, Kerala. He has been published in many magazines...