Black Mountain Blog
Changes, by Cyn Los
Posted on November 27, 2019
I remember . some mozo was looking . through the open window . at the humiliated gringa . […]
Read MoreWhen I’m Gone, I’ll Come Back as a Window, by Claudia Serea
Posted on November 27, 2019
And you won’t know it’s me. At night, I’ll watch the moonlight fall in love with the faucet. I’ll listen to the mice in their corners and to the house creaks, full of thoughts, and to your sighs upstairs when you lie awake in your bed. Outside, the wind will move […]
Read MoreBeware of the Girl, by Claudia Serea
Posted on November 26, 2019
Beware of the quiet girl, the good girl, the one who likes books, who obeys. Silent as a mouse, one day she’ll pack a suitcase and run away from home, telling her parents she’s at a chemistry conference. She gets off the train in an unfamiliar city in the arms […]
Read MoreDevaluation, by Cyn Los
Posted on November 26, 2019
Everything changed the day her dog ate the tortilla exhibiting what, she thought, was the face of jesus The egg placed under the be no longer emerged hard boiled but instead as fresh as the hen had laid it to the consternation of her curanderas Her daughter would never again float unsupported as […]
Read MoreNo Intention to Quit!, by Amirah Al Wassif
Posted on November 20, 2019
A kind of magic pumps in my chest When the poetry lines weave their nest More legends and tales spread along the mind When the brilliant imagination ends his rest My heart touches the honey light Muse is manifest! Take me slowly through the clouds I am fevered because of the reality mist Tell me […]
Read MoreUntitled, by Yigit Kerim Arslan
Posted on November 19, 2019
The one that will come at the end of morning What was I told behind the shivering water, I listened by escaping from myself. (But I don’t know, why that is. I commit suicide every morning for this) the moon is getting lazy every day. He had a neck ache by the time. My […]
Read MoreNight Shift, by Mahmut Aksoy
Posted on November 13, 2019
Translated by Neeli Cherkovski Not just my thoughts All assets and souls At night, however, he hears himself, he discovers new thoughts. Wide and deep trenches where many sleep A slice of my soul just happens to be everywhere A slice of love and a slice of memories A slice of tart loneliness […]
Read MoreI Will Pay My Debt With My Poem, by Gülsüm Cengiz
Posted on October 30, 2019
Translated by Haldun Sonkaynar I owe people known, unknown. My debt cannot be measured I am indebted to my lover for the days shared. Sleepless nights, I owe to my mother, labour to my father. Self-sacrifice I owe to my sister. My debt cannot be measured I owe my friends too much. […]
Read MoreSometimes Knowing Means Very Little, by Thomas Walton
Posted on October 24, 2019
sometimes all the world is lovely a cuspidate, pointed and willing to be defined saying “darling simply lend me your words” these skies darken days I dream of parking lots of abandoned buildings salt flats, strip malls I dream of the hard grey flesh your face became after hanging all evening in the […]
Read MorePoem That Sounds Like a Pear, by Thomas Walton
Posted on October 24, 2019
wait let’s walk over where the rich folk live their gardens full and well rid of weeds every lawn a lovely form of lyrate every shrub a song where small birds ravage the blossom-laden branches for bugs March 25 crows caw questioning us the viburnum is out drifting over the bluestone paths and […]
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