错误
郑愁予
我打江南走过
那等在季节里的容颜如莲花的开落
东风不来,三月的柳絮不飞
你的心如小小的寂寞的城
恰若青石的街道向晚
跫音不响,三月的窗扉紧掩
我达达的马蹄是美丽的错误
我不是归人,是个过客
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Pilgrims Book House [kathmandu]
The fire began surreptitiously, away from the bar’s carousing punters, but soon crept into the kitchen. There it licked at the piled gas cylinders, unleashing a conflagration of such... Read More »
Yolanda Castaño
translated by Carys Evans-Corrales
“What’s wrong here is that we don’t know how to sell ourselves,” your fellow tenants would always complain. But when that guy who really had a... Read More »
The Riverbed
Carol Bensimon translated by Adam Morris
They so happened to be born in a rather small town between two more or less larger ones, something they couldn’t get used... Read More »
Writing Lessons for the Blind and Deaf (excerpt)
from the future Spanish of Mario Bellatin translated by David Shook
Josué’s mother was blind. Not always. She lost her eyes one at a time, starting... Read More »

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