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Bury My Tongue
I’m remnants. Remains of a teen, troubled, remains of a child, sling necked but alive.
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Childhood Biracial
I memorize her face for our resemblance: an arched brow, a dark ring around the pupil.
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Two Poems
The rice fields shine like rows of tinsel / the sun a neighborhood beggar in a lazy nap.
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Mapping Why We Write
There are poems that allow us to be what we are, or what we want to be, without shame.
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Our Language
Like memory, language changes. Our words eddy around the things we fear.
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An Irrelevant Writer: Yiyun Li Introduces Shen Congwen
Great books are never abandoners—they don’t betray us; they don’t turn away from our candid admiration or criticism; they don’t die.
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Letters: A Translator and a Poet Discuss the Russian Language
You might have been expecting a note from me sooner than this!
Correspondence between Natasha Randall and Arkadii Dragomoshchenko
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Variations on the Right to Remain Silent
Silence is as important as words in the practice and study of translation.