The Rubber Skin by Andrei Ivanov
Around me were bodies wrapped in bandages of silence, pinned together with half-words and hidden meaning.
A Realist Angel at the Fire Window
Krull sees this poetic subject as a realist angel: a sober, allegorical seer caught in the everyday, whose gaze makes the ordinary world suddenly uncanny.
The Heart of the Bear by Nikolai Baturin
Just like an organ practises its player, so the forest was practising me.
Selected Poems by Mirjam Parve
this aching tenderness this softening / briefly seeing inside another a lake some fish the reeds
A Page of Madness by Carolina Pihelgas
My lovely body, my hairy, bubbling, terrible body is grown over with twigs, leaves and decay.
A Literary UFO from the Taiga
If I translated the book by giving it a French voice, perhaps it also translated me: it carried me further.
Two Poems by Maimu Berg
Maybe your fate lies / in just that moment; / maybe all is written there.
Miss Kolkhoz by Lilli Luuk
Once, on the bus back home, a man sat behind me while another sat next to me. As the bus moved off, the one behind me threw his arms around me, forced his hands under my jacket straight to my breasts and pressed me hard against the back of the seat.
Your Strength Returns by Mehis Heinsaar
that thousand-year gaze now encompasses everything within itself – all that’s ancient is so young, so young!
