War poems by Harris Khalique The magician and the boy from Waziristan It was a stony winter morning covered in mist. The half-awake magician answered the hurried knock at the front door. The boy, covered in dust and smell, carried…
Whetted Paths (since my feet will not walk on anything else) I look for you like a needle in a haystack like an iced plane on a melting island in which I could put a polar bear so that it…
GUIA RISARI Berlin again My German-speaking friends – the true ones – and especially the others My not so German-speaking friends spread and scattered in the world Crazy sparkles Dust and rubbish around How are you feeling now? How are…
SILVIA PIO (edited by) Dewdrops, 100 haiku by Germain Droogenbrood in Japanese English Spanish and Dutch with illustrations by Satish Gupta and calligraphy by Taeku Uemura. Spanish editing Rafael Carcelén, English editing Stanley H. Barkan, Japanese by Taeko Uemura –…
SILVIA PIO (edited by) New seeds from the old but still-living oak branches: big things from the small. Tohu va Bohu*: A flickering of His thought— spark out of the dark. Fading from the walls, the chalk-scrawled letters: “I have…
GERMAIN DROOGENBROODT (edited by) MORNING STAR Oh flower of Time Paul Celan The morning star befuddled by dark sources reflects for a moment in the morning’s red then disappears with the faded dreams of the night kindled by the light…
GERMAIN DROOGENBROODT (edited by) WALKING UPON THE EARTH Walking upon the earth All alone by myself, I swing up my black walking cane And make a heavy thrust At the hard cold crust of the earth, So the people on…
