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Global Voices Interviews *Hungary* Kinga Tóth & Timea Balogh in conversation with LIT’s JP Apruzzese
The Hungarian version of this interview is forthcoming in Aprokrif in early 2021.
In Kinga Tóth’s world everything is alive and moving and coalescing at each moment. Separation and disconnection are notions she considers unnatural in the natural world. In her work, the multimedia artist and poet captures what most of us neglect to see – not so much the interconnectedness of everything – which suggests the possibility of disconnection – but rather the relentless and organic becoming of everything into one living body that contains all animate and inanimate life.
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Four Poems by John Deming
Rhapsody in Rat
Rats know when you’re watching them.
Yeah, so I’m smoking on the fire escape
overlooking the alley, and rats
fleck in and out, as they do,
and I look with pure fury
at a rat maybe fifty yards off,
its furry back, thick tail
and burning oven of pursuit,
and it is not even facing me
but freezes then sprints
through a brick wall. The rat
ran through a brick wall.
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Two Poems by David Kirby
Our Fathers Give Birth to Themselves
I am eight and riding the bus with my dad, and he tells a manacross the aisle to stop doing whatever it is that he’s doing,
and the other man starts to swing at my father, who says somethingin the man’s ear that makes him lower his hand and get off
at the next stop. “What did you say to him?” I ask,but my father just shakes his head,
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Two Poems by Lindsay Young
Seven, Going on Nothing
It was my sister’s birthday eve,the anticipation as big an event as the real thing,even for me, who always got a sympathy giftto curb the Little Sister envy.I got to see the surprise cake my mom had chosen,fresh out of a glossy flip book at the store.A supermodel cake, impossibly symmetricaland airbrushed heavily with icing.I couldn’t help myself,I had to sneak down to the fridge that nightjust to get a second look. -
Negation # 19 by Alistair McCartney
Medium: aesthetic distancing, epidemiology
John Keats did not die from the Coronavirus.
Grammatically speaking, one does not
Die from the virus:
As a direct cause of death,
One dies of it.
One dies from an indirect agent, for example,
He died from falling down the Spanish Steps.
John Keats never entered the Prada store
Near the Spanish Steps.
Though epidemiologically speaking, in terms
Of viruses and the blurriness
Of direct/indirect causes,
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Global Voices Interviews *Croatia* Marko Pogačar & Andrea Jurjević
In conversation with JP Apruzzese
Reading Marko Pogačar’s poetry is like walking into an empty field only to realize that it is teeming with life. Things begin to crawl up through the surface and emerge from the sky and become more real, more important, more meaningful, more consequential the further we allow him to guide us through this uncertain world, which we soon learn is our own. Perhaps his shift in vision comes from being a child witness to the violent fracturing of his world – what was once Yugoslavia – where the promise of unity,
