*** As the hot buckwheat-and-black-rye loaf Runs the gauntlet from forno to table, The bakerqueen is translating the music of dough To the movement of floating grain flavour. All of…
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*** In the isn’tness of her Persian blue eyes - central stage on her olive face, Something in me that responds To the primitive rhythm of an eyelid. The rest…
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After fruitful pilots in Los Angeles, San Francisco (2023), and Palma de Mallorca (2024), our two-poet performance I Can Speak will now be presented at three symposiums in Leuven, Göttingen,…
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Before December 31, 2024, our Posavac dogs, Happi and Kodi, had never tracked a missing dog. But as natural-born hunters, their noses were always on point. Adopted from Montenegro, they…
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23/12/2024 *** Only they, who truly listen, Can be obedient. “Ob” is “thoroughly”, “Audire” is “hear”. To hear thoroughly - Only the ear that seeks the song, Perceives it. End…
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There were grey wharves made of rotten logs, From where we, children, dove into the lake, There were the drowned pontoons on which we danced, gazing into the ochre waters.…
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Published poetry Expanding beyond your original borders and native language often means bearing witness to a new homeland, with its unique tastes and moods. In my poem, kindly published by…
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Book Review Finally, before summer came to a close, I finished the book gifted to me by its author, Sascha Bru, a Belgian scholar and professor of critical theory at…
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Poetry *** To describe how you believe is difficult: When I hear church bells on Sunday morning in Italy, I want to stand up, Look at the wrinkles, landscapes, mimics…
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Publishing news The poem "The Zephyr Blows Through Porta Nigra", accompanied by Sara Maino’s painting "Studio Plutoniano" (olive tree charcoal, fat pastel on A3 recycled paper, 30x42cm), is published in…
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