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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Hoag Holmgren
reniform
free-arm comfort of raptor shadows splashing skin with dusk among the dwarf pines shaped by wind eyes carved on the antlertipped spear haft remember the damselfly sifting through mulberry fumes the... Read More »
Smoke
Giovanna Rivero translated by Rachael Small
The pointless memories are the most beautiful ones. I must have been, what, eight years old when this guy with a... Read More »
Daniela Lima
translated by Leah Leone
Diary of Vienna
A young boy carries a bucket of water. Its weight seems somehow lightened by the belief that the desiccated tree will come... Read More »
Argentina and Uruguay (excerpt)
Lucas Mertehikian
We don’t know much about Gordon Ross. We don’t know how long he lived in Buenos Aires nor where exactly he had come from. The first... Read More »