Ballad of Puppetry and the Fifth Estate
She was told no. She would not stop.
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She was told no. She would not stop.
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Seventy years after the fall of Nazi Germany, it is startling to witness a resurgence of the fear of an enemy within. Europe’s future hinges on how this issue is resolved.
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Three days ago, as I was driving past the palace, I could already see right through it.
“Palast der Republik” Read More »
It’s hard to commune with the dead when you are attending to your body. But didn’t I see my companion cry back there, in front of the suitcases? Did he smell the odor from human bodies?
“To Conjure Up the Dead” Read More »
The car was gliding over the drying asphalt and everything around me seemed strange and beautiful beyond words. Ruthlessly beautiful. As if nature itself had decided to flaunt all the precious treasures of this land, which I was destined to lose.
A Feeling of Revulsion Read More »
All the cards do–I say as if it’s a small thing–is show you yourself.
“A Wish, A Witch, and the Tarot” Read More »
You are now a possibility in the whole country, // traversing the once-border—that no one sees—
After the Wall (1991) Read More »
Bronka Nowicka’s poems, “Tights” and “Stone,” translated from the Polish by Katarzyna Szuster, appear in the Michigan Quarterly Review’s Fall 2019 Europe issue. Tights It likes the taste of a knee. In the summer, it has mouthfuls straight from the skin, in the winter, through tights until its tongue is covered with cotton hairs. With
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Beefeater Bill has no dignity.
“Dignity and Urgency in Edinburgh and London” Read More »
She tells me about the trees/
in the nearby park, points to them,/
identifies them—she knows what she’s talking about,/
she’s a biologist.
“Open-Air” and “In the Best of Cases, South” Read More »