- Anna Kamienska
- Kabir
- Sarah Lindsay
- Carolyn Forché
- Daisy Fried
From this Issue
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poemBy KabirBrother, I’ve seen someAstonishing sights:A lion keeping watchOver pasturing cows;A mother deliveredAfter her son was;A guru prostratedBefore his disciple;Fish spawningOn treetops;A cat carrying awayA dog;A gunny-sackDriving a bullock-cart;A buffalo going out to graze,Sitting on a horse;A tree with its branches...
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poemBy Sarah LindsayWhen bones and flesh have finished their business together,we lay them carefully, in positions they’re willing to keep,and cover them over.Their eyes and ours won’t meet anymore. We hope.It’s one of the oldest rules we mostly follow.In the deep Stone...
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poemBy Carolyn ForchéSleep to sleep through thirty years of night,a child herself with child,for whom we searchedthrough here, or there, amidstbones still sleeved and trousered,a spine picked clean, a paint can,a skull with hairSewn into the hem of memory:...
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Table of Contents
POEMS
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Kabir
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Arvind Krishna Mehrotra
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Kabir
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Arvind Krishna Mehrotra
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Arvind Krishna Mehrotra
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Kabir
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Arvind Krishna Mehrotra
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Kabir
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Arvind Krishna Mehrotra
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Kabir
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Arvind Krishna Mehrotra
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Kabir
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Arvind Krishna Mehrotra
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Sarah Lindsay
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Carolyn Forché
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Daisy Fried
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Clive James
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Gottfried Benn
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Michael Hofmann
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Gottfried Benn
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Michael Hofmann
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Gottfried Benn
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Michael Hofmann
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Gottfried Benn
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Michael Hofmann
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Gottfried Benn
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Michael Hofmann
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Gottfried Benn
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Michael Hofmann
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Gottfried Benn
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Gottfried Benn
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Michael Hofmann
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Gottfried Benn
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Michael Hofmann
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Gottfried Benn
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Michael Hofmann
COMMENT
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Anna Kamienska