Teaching Transcendentalism in Jersey City — Don Delo
Everyone should have a perch, a place where he can talk to himself without seeming deranged. My perch is on the eastern slope of Peter’s Valley in northern New Jersey on a cliff… Continue reading
Snowlining — Yuan Changming
At the same height of Every rocky mountain Above all seasonal change You are widely cut open As if to bite a whole patch of Sky from heaven With rows of rows of… Continue reading
Pennsylvania Deer Hunt — Jake Sheff
Now the mist produces whispers of dusk. Cicadas in acacias hum like lawnmowers. A pair of sparrows coupling has more than two minds. This planet, with a low IQ, is thinking in haiku.… Continue reading
12 pairs of underwear, one bathing suit, no socks — H.V. Cramond
*** H.V. Cramond is the founding Poetry Editor of Requited Journal and a yoga teacher. Tenure Track, the musical she co-wrote with Cayenne Sullivan, was featured in the Premier Premieres festival of… Continue reading
3 Poems — D.G. Geis
MAD SCIENCE How far we’ve paddled from Ye Olde Tidal Pool! Between the shark liver oil in Preparation H and eau de vie of jellyfish in Prevagen, we soldier on. Life’s stinging tentacles… Continue reading
2 Poems — C. Derick Varn
ALIENATION “Psychosis is an attempt at rigor… I am psychotic for the simple reason that I have always tried to be rigorous” — Jacques Lacan A woman once asked me: “Do you believe… Continue reading
2 Poems — Sheryl St. Germain
PAINTING AN APPLE You are trying to learn to do with a brush what you have always done with words. It’s humbling, because a brush is not a pen, and you don’t yet… Continue reading
Looking for a Lifeguard? Ours Walks on Water! — Kevin Brown
Cerulean blue, over-chlorinated neighborhood pool, the first full day of summer vacation, and my sister saves me from drowning. My mother told me to avoid the part of the pool three times as… Continue reading
A Good Priest — Emily Glossner Johnson
The gaunt man with parchment skin sat on the orange plaid couch in Father Connall O’Riordan’s office across from where Connall sat in his desk chair. Connall never sat behind his desk when… Continue reading
“David of Sasun” & 6 Paintings — Ararat Sarkissian
Ararat Sarkissian is a Yerevan-based visual artist. His work has been exhibited many countries, including Singapore, Korea, Italy, Russia, Belarus, Greece, The United States, Switzerland, France, Iran, Germany, Japan, Cyprus, Spain and Armenia.… Continue reading
A Young Man’s Journey to the Homeland: An excerpt from Arra S. Avakian’s diary of a trip to Europe and Armenia in 1935 — Introduction by Armine Mortimer
In 1934, under President Roosevelt, the United States recognized the Soviet Union, and travel to the Soviet Socialist Republics became possible. Armenia in 1935 was not technically a Soviet Socialist Republic, but was… Continue reading
Miniatures, Illustrations & Coats of Arms — Emir Burjanadze
Click Images to Enlarge *** Emir Burjanadze (1937 – 2014) studied at the Tbilisi State Academy of Fine Arts and worked as an architect in the Industrial Graphics Department of the Technical… Continue reading
“Step toward her from all the places you could walk to in your country’s remotest reach” — Caroline Morrell
Step toward her from all the places you could walk to in your country’s remotest reach This must be the place: Old forest open Even the woman he calls Batool goes far to… Continue reading
Three Poems — Alex Vartan Gubbins
In Gyumri Find the earth’s earliest moldings & you’ll knee-buckle, caps to ground where a clod spreads the wet beyond the epidermis of sorrow to the tendon you exhausted bending down to her… Continue reading
2 Poems — Tim Kahl
Khachkars After all the Arabs left the Ararat plain and the cathedrals conspired to still the faith of those who remained, the sign of the cross is chiseled into stone. It rests on… Continue reading
ONCE … — Mariam Tsiklauri, Translated by Manana Matiashvili
Originally published in Georgian in Mariam Tsiklauri’s book White Calves (2011) published by Pegasi. 1. ეძღვნება იმათ, ვინც ერთხელ მაინც შემაყვარა თავი ამქვეყნად და ჩემ ლურჯ ცაზე დღის თეთრ მთვარედ მოსჩანან მზეშიც. 2.… Continue reading
Letters of a Passenger — Jaro Minne
While exploring Baku I am spending the night at the homes of different families. Azeri’s are famously hospitable but I am more interested in what happens later at night, when I stop being… Continue reading
In the Shadows of History — Neval Pektas
We are 35, the same age you will be when you see our pictures in a book. You will want to unearth our common history to learn why our hair is parted every… Continue reading
The Salamander — Mikho Mosulishvili, Translated by Ani Mosulishvili
Originally published in Georgian in Mikho Mosulishvili’s book The Mercy Stone (2011) published by Publishing House Siesta. A note: Salamanders have been associated with the fire since early times. The legend of salamanders… Continue reading
WONDERFUL YEAR — Thomas Osatchoff
Through our lens gravity goes so poof: history’s rewritten again. Just give me a second then this is really strong belief. Sobor churches are prisms splitting sunlight. We’ll get some value from all… Continue reading