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Mapping in a Transitional Sense

Micaela Brinsley

Micaela Brinsley in conversation with Cynthia Citlallin Delgado Huitrón on the nature of maps.

Moving in Time - In Conversation with Sarina Gonzalez

Micaela Brinsley

2020 took away a lot from people, differently. Some were forced to leave their jobs to care for their families.

Four lines by Paul Celan

Dan Bellm

I began with one short, circumscribed, parenthetical, untitled poem, in a language I didn’t know, a spark of encounter and revelation, purposely fragmentary, and from these four lines, Paul Celan’s poetry has grown outward for me and become immense.

Strains

Allison A. deFreese

If we can now freeze genes, / why not write a book of snow / on a field lain fallow / and read it / to pumpkin seeds

Consolation

Cynthia Andrews

The church is dark and / quiet except for a woman who / looks to be about ninety years / old, kneeling and sobbing

His Name Was Leandros

Konstantinos Doxiadis

There once was a man who dreamt of being alive. Who dreamt of pain, and noise, and light.

Four lines by Paul Celan

Translator: Dan Bellm
Author: Paul Celan

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