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Wind curves inside you.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eWhereas you are invisible.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eBlow.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eEven if no trace of you remains, plane trees remember every breeze.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eO reader! Me? I am like this, too.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eI may not know it yet:\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eI am just like you.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eYou must believe me, believe people.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eFor there are no kindhearted gods!\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eAnd that is why, though we may be\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eWater, earth, air, and we may each be a universe,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eWe appear as somebody among the crowds.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eSo now,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eFrom here, you can set out again, on your own journey.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003ePraise for \u003cem\u003eBook of the Edge\u003c\/em\u003e\n\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003eThe poems in \u003cem\u003eBook of the Edge\u003c\/em\u003e are not overtly political. Some are not political at all. Those that make political statements do so in an understated, allegorical way. Temelkuran’s goal in these poems is to explore the human condition, exposing our weaknesses and our potential. But her insight into, and interpretation of, this human condition are undoubtedly inspired, at least in part, by her socially-involved upbringing and her many years of work as a journalist.\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003eThe book is, to use Baudelaire’s words, an invitation to a voyage. The speaker asks the reader to become an explorer, to leave the city and embark upon a journey of self-discovery. 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It\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es said they have relations with themselves and are visible when they shudder.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eOr rigid like a finger they manage to drink in the fountain of roses. They’re related to roses, bromeliads, and the pear tree. Some consider them only reveries that represent the sins of men.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eBut I, since I was a girl, in the light of the sun and moon, believe in them; I know they’re real.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eI saw them open their lips, black as the night, their gold teeth, after an almond, a pumpkin seed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eTo face one’s own mark, playing and fighting; and in love without others, to twist until death.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003ePraise for \u003cem\u003eDiadem: Selected Poems\u003c\/em\u003e\n\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“Since the publication of her first books in the mid-1950s, Marosa di Giorgio has introduced a seemingly indefinable element into Uruguayan literature. Angel Rama and Roberto Echavarren regard her as one of the most original and brilliant descendants of the Uruguayan-born Lautreamont. Other commentators portray her as an eccentric whose poetic prose is virtually synonymous with the idiosyncratic … She is therefore a writer who has been praised but also marginalized – insofar as she is repeatedly held up as the ‘mad woman’ of contemporary Uruguayan letters – because of a critical tendency to theorize negatively the very aspect of di Giorgio’s surrealist practices for which she has become most famous: her visionary escapism.”\u003cstrong\u003e—Kathryn A. 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Despite the difficulties he faced, Zeeshan Sahil’s poetry is marked by an often lighthearted sensitivity and a post-modern sensibility that presents the political realities of Pakistan in personal terms.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003eSigned copies available in limited supply\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #000;\"\u003e \u003cstrong\u003e“Poem”\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #000;\"\u003e Be afraid of poets\u003cbr\u003eThey have hand grenade dreams\u003cbr\u003eLet your words slip\u003cbr\u003eAnd they’ll throw them against the wall\u003cbr\u003eTry to snatch them back\u003cbr\u003eAnd they’ll hide them under water\u003cbr\u003eWhatever they have\u003cbr\u003eThey won’t give you\u003cbr\u003eIf a mob confronts them\u003cbr\u003eEven then the sky is theirs\u003cbr\u003eThey will call up a cavalry of clouds\u003cbr\u003eAnd they will drown you\u003cbr\u003eThey own the earth and keep your footprints captive\u003cbr\u003eThey have a boat\u003cbr\u003eAnd they’ll ship you off\u003cbr\u003eTo an island and leave you there\u003cbr\u003eIf you live with birds you will forget\u003cbr\u003eFaces of poets, your own face\u003cbr\u003eWhen they come for you\u003cbr\u003eYou might push the birds in front of you\u003cbr\u003eTo take your place.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #000;\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"background-color: #ffffff;\"\u003e\u003cb\u003eAbout the Author\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #000;\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"background-color: #ffffff;\"\u003eZeeshan Sahil was born on December 15, 1961, in Hyderabad, Sindh, and went to school there. He began to write poetry in 1977. He is one of the primary poets who started writing prose poetry in Pakistan. During his lifetime he published eight collections of poetry in Urdu: \u003ci\u003eArena \u003c\/i\u003e(1985), \u003ci\u003eChirion ka Shor\u003c\/i\u003e (1989), \u003ci style=\"mso-bidi-font-style: normal;\"\u003eKuhr Alood Aasmaan kay Sitaaray \u003c\/i\u003e(1994), \u003ci style=\"mso-bidi-font-style: normal;\"\u003eKarachi aur Doosri Nazmein\u003c\/i\u003e (1995), \u003ci style=\"mso-bidi-font-style: normal;\"\u003eEmail aur Doosri Nazmein\u003c\/i\u003e (2003), \u003ci style=\"mso-bidi-font-style: normal;\"\u003eShabnama aur Doosri Nazmein\u003c\/i\u003e (2003), \u003ci style=\"mso-bidi-font-style: normal;\"\u003eJang ke Dinon Mein\u003c\/i\u003e (2003) and \u003ci style=\"mso-bidi-font-style: normal;\"\u003eNeem-tareek Muhabbat\u003c\/i\u003e (2005). 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Sosnicki reaches out to each of us, tries to wipe the anonymity off our faces, and to recover, if not rescue us, as an archeologist recovers a mud-smeared amulet from a deep stratum.”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e—\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eEntropy\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eAbout the Author\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\"\u003eDariusz Sośnicki is a poet, essayist, and editor. In 1994, he published the poetry collection \u003cem\u003eMarlewo\u003c\/em\u003e, which received Czas Kultury’s Best First Book Award. Sośnicki’s poems and literary essays have been published in many magazines and anthologies, including \u003cem\u003eThe New Yorker\u003c\/em\u003e, in both Polish and in translation. 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He is the translator of Leo Tolstoy's \u003cem\u003eHow Much Land Does a Man Need \u003c\/em\u003e(Calypso Editions, 2010), \u003cem\u003eA Slap in the Face: Four Russian Furturist Manifestos \u003c\/em\u003e(Insert Blanc Press, 2013), and Anton Chekhov's \u003cem\u003eLittle Trilogu \u003c\/em\u003e(forthcoming from Calypso Editions, 2014), and co-translator of Polina Barskova's \u003cem\u003eThe Zoe in Winter: Selected Poems \u003c\/em\u003e(Melville House, 2011). He is also the co-editor, with Robert Chandler and Irina Mashinski, of the forthcoming \u003cem\u003eAnthology of Russsian Poetry from Puskin to Brodsky\u003c\/em\u003e (Penguin Classics, 2015). 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Bruce Weigl, driven by his personal experiences as a soldier during the war in Vietnam, has spent the past 20 years translating contemporary Vietnamese poetry. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThese penetrating poems, published in bilingual English and Vietnamese, build new bridges between two cultures bound together by war and destruction. \u003cem\u003eThe Secret of Hoa Sen\u003c\/em\u003e, \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003eQuế Mai’s first full-length U.S. publication, shines with craft, art, and deeply felt humanity.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003eEarth Home\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eThe roads bleed out their green blood until they’re pale.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eSummer buries the sound of the cicada;\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003ewinter entombs the leaves.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eI am bare on the concrete pavement—the cemetery of grass—\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eand sadness finds nowhere to hang.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eConcrete, towering steel,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003edust, thickening smoke.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eIn one gulp noise swallows the sun.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eI put my hands to my face; I cannot recognize myself.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eRivers flow from forests which have died too young,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eblood halos of red clouds;\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003ehumankind drowns itself with floods\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003erushing down bare mountains\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003ewhere once proud trees\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003ecling with their roots, crying out their fate.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eWhere young rice plants were green,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003efactory chimneys poke into the ribs of light.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eA cancer descends, grows, and spreads from human greed.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eWhere can I hide, when I am chasing myself?\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\u003cstrong\u003ePraise for The \u003ci\u003eSecret of Hoa Sen\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“In this once-vital place, where red gạo blossoms rim bomb craters, there is an undeniable destruction to be discovered, to be acknowledged between generations. \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNguyễn Phan Quế Mai\u003c\/span\u003e explores this history of violence with great sensitivity in \u003ci\u003eThe Secret of Hoa Sen\u003c\/i\u003e, a collection of 52 poems that affirms her place as one of Vietnam’s foremost contemporary poets.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eLos Angeles Review of Books\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNguyễn's\u003c\/span\u003e poetic attention is diverse and wide in scope, but never far from her country and family... Reading this collection by \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNguyễn\u003c\/span\u003e, one cannot help but feel that each poem is written into the Vietnamese landscape of the poet’s imagination. Not carved, but delicately inscribed; so as to preserve the beauty of a country whose wounds must not define it.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003ePoetry International\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eQuế Mai\u003c\/span\u003e, a translator, poet, and winner of the Poetry of the Year Award from the Hanoi Writers Association, collaborated with poet and translator Weigl for this collection focused on the lingering physical and psychological effects of the Vietnam War. These straightforward, personal poems lament and celebrate with the landscape—the smells, colors, and people of her country—that is their touchstone . . . Mai writes with a nostalgic yet detail-oriented eye.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003ePublishers Weekly\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“Born in 1973 in Vietnam’s north but raised in the south’s lush delta, award-winning poet \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNguyễn\u003c\/span\u003e writes precise, vibrant poems that give voice to her country’s present, grounded in tradition and dark history. Guavas and mangos sometimes blossom here, but \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNguyễn\u003c\/span\u003e is just as inclined to speak without overwhelming polemic of the ‘collapsed royal dynasties’ of Vietnam and ‘the blood of its division bitter in our mouths.’ One poem, dedicated to BW—presumably poet\/translator Weigl, a Pulitzer Prize finalist and Vietnam veteran—states bluntly, ‘He can’t explain the reasons for the war.’ Important, especially to those still contemplating that question.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eLibrary Journal\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“Vietnamese poet \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNguyễn Phan Quế Mai\u003c\/span\u003e’s first collection in English, \u003ci\u003eThe Secret of Hoa Sen\u003c\/i\u003e, translated by the poet and Vietnam War veteran Bruce Weigl, tells a woman’s story of her homeland—a place of immense beauty and generational trauma . . . This poet, in her earthy tenderness and vivid imagery, conveys the experience of women who work the earth with their hands, and who know the deep emotional suffering of war: pregnant women who survive bombings, or women who call out for their dead children or husbands. Through the rendering of these lyrical narratives and through a careful reconstruction of her own lineage, \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNguyễn Phan Quế Mai\u003c\/span\u003e creates a portrait of woman that is both fractured and resilient. Perhaps through her unrelenting lullabies she finally sings the ancestors to sleep.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003ePoetry\u003c\/i\u003e Magazine\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“The Secret of Hoa Sen is centered on the sad stories of women in the central Vietnamese province of Quang Tri—which is considered the ‘pocket’ of explosive remnants left over from the U.S. war in Vietnam—who lost their husbands and children. [The Secret of Hoa Sen] also honors the bravery and resilience of Vietnamese people who fought for peace as well as rebuilt the country after the war.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eTuoi Tre News\u003c\/i\u003e (Vietnam)\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“Like a lullaby, \u003ci\u003eThe Secret of Hoa Sen\u003c\/i\u003e acknowledges our collective pain by looking at it head on. \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNguyễn\u003c\/span\u003e does not sooth over old wounds, but she does break down the painfulness of the past by suggesting the journey back can offer a chance at redemption.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003ePleiades \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“The author writes eloquently about family, femaleness and the sensual beauty of her country. When she writes of place, I feel that I am walking past the rice shoots in a long ago world.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Omaha World-Herald\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e“Poetry is an effective and beautiful way to deal with the horrific aspects of war that have marked all of us. Those who have been avoiding Vietnam War poetry should try this book. You might find it surprisingly affecting.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—David Willson, \u003ci\u003eVietnam Veterans of America\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“The collection thus is successful in conveying to readers a timeline of Vietnam’s historical struggles, making the poems function as fine memorials. Ms. \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNguyễn\u003c\/span\u003e voice is simple, but full of compassion, and there is both the quality of the earth and the wind in her poetry, an embracing lushness.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Asymptote Journal\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch6\u003ePublication Date: November 17, 2014\u003cbr\u003eISBN:\u003cstrong\u003e 978-1-938160-52-3\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/h6\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e© BOA Editions, Ltd. 2014\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"display: none;\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"display: none;\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"display: none;\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"display: none;\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"display: none;\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"BOA Editions, Ltd.","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":8420366917,"sku":"9781938160523","price":16.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0982\/0178\/products\/9781938160530_FC.jpg?v=1608054475"},{"product_id":"smugglers","title":"Smugglers","description":"\u003ch4\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eBilingual Edition | Translated from the Slovenian by Brian Henry\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe poems in \u003cem\u003eSmugglers \u003c\/em\u003emove through rapid historical shifts and meditations on personal experience, exploring the depths and limits of comprehension through the people and geography of the Balkans. Ultimately, Aleš Debeljak\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es urban imagination creates a mosaic—intimate and historical—of a vanished people and their country. Every poem in Smugglers is sixteen lines long—four quatrains, a common form for Debeljak. This structural regularity is reinforced by a commitment to visual balance, with each poem working as a kind of grid into which the poet pours memories and associative riffs.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003ePaperboy\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eI climbed through the window of southern light,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003ewhich some saw in the dark, and walked to the city\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eI knew well. 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At the same time, in the dark deserted interiors reside the ghosts of the past, a past that is unfortunately more powerful than the future.\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e—Bojana Stojanović Pantović\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003eAleš Debeljak is sensitive to the enormity and complexity of our historical and intellectual predicament.\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e—Charles Simic\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003eIn Smugglers, Aleš Debeljak feeds himself and his readers with a delicious mixture of past, present and future, with tastes of reminis­cence and expectations of the world’s new savors.\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e—Jenko Prize\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003e[Debeljak] belongs to the group of prominent intellectuals and writers whose poetry\u003cem\u003e—\u003c\/em\u003eas well as critical, theoretical, and philosophical practice\u003cem\u003e—\u003c\/em\u003emarked the former Yugoslav cultural and literary space. 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One gets the sense that behind each poem there are people, lives, pain and suffering that hold up the poem and endow it with depth and weight far greater than the weight of the poem as a poem.\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e―Amos Levitan\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003eBitton\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es poetry may be defined in several ways, some of which, per force, appear contradictory: he is a great rebel within the tradition of contemporary Hebrew poetry, and he is also someone who has gone back to earlier traditions, precisely those that contemporary Hebrew poetry rebelled against. He is the founding father of a new poetic tradition, and is also the inheritor and practitioner of existing traditions. . . . He rebuilds the continuum of memory through family stories and the figures of his parents as an alternative to the dominant history that rejected them.\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e―Elmog Behar\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch6\u003ePublication Date: November 10, 2015\u003cbr\u003eISBN: \u003cspan\u003e978-1938160875\u003c\/span\u003e\n\u003c\/h6\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e© BOA Editions, Ltd. 2015\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"BOA Editions, Ltd.","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":8420416709,"sku":"9781938160875","price":16.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0982\/0178\/products\/YouWhoCrossMyPath_Bookstore.jpg?v=1527683795"},{"product_id":"this-number-does-not-exist","title":"This Number Does Not Exist","description":"\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\n\u003cspan style=\"color: #990000;\"\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #990000;\"\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eBilingual Edition | First US Publication of Mangalesh Dabral \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e| Translated from the Hindi by Nirupama Dutt, Sarabjeet Garcha, Robert Hueckstedt, Akhil Katyal, Vishnu Khare, Arvind Krishna Mehrotra, Christi Merrill, Girdhar Rathi, Sudeep Sen, Rupert Snell, and Asad Zaidi. \u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAn attentive critique on contemporary reality—modernity, capitalism, industrialization—this first US publication of Mangalesh Dabral, presented in bilingual English and Hindi, speaks for the dislocated, disillusioned people of our time. Juxtaposing the rugged Himalayan backdrop of Dabral’s youth with his later migration in search of earning a livelihood, this collection explores the tense relationship between country and city. Speaking in the language of deep irony, these compassionate poems also depict the reality of diaspora among ordinary people and the middle class, underlining the big disillusionments of post-Independence India.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003eCity\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eI looked at the city\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eand smiled\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eand walked in\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003ewho would ever want to live here\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eI wondered\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eand never went back.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\u003cstrong\u003ePraise for \u003cem\u003eThis Number Does Not Exist\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“The significance of the anthology lies in displaying, between its elegant covers, the striking range of Dabral’s poetic quiver. He is a poet of personal loss and memory as much as of collective grief and rage and of the historical present. He can be restrained and subdued, and also spew volcanic fire. He can dwell long on the most ordinary but also penetrate the vast unseen, whatever the scale. He can speak to the past and to the present on their terms, and to each from the vantage point of the other. . . . This poet can suddenly throw you, astonished, into another space, into another part of the world, into abysses where the only life-thread may be your imagination.”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e—\u003cem\u003eBiblio: A Review of Books\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003eDabral’s work is infused with the sense, as Robert Duncan put it, that 'the drama of our time is the coming of all men into one fate.\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003e But the work is equally inhabited by the hurdles. This tension is also the core of Dabral’s artfulness—his polemics lean to the side, obliquely, burdened by something more gravely consequential than his singular desire. Consolations are few.\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan\u003e—\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cb\u003eRon Slate, \u003ci\u003eOn the Seawall\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003e[Dabral] fulfills the role of a poet as an observer who allows us to see the world through a new set of eyes. He takes ordinary moments or mundane objects and makes them shine in a way they\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003eve never been shown before...This new [collection] is carefully edited and beautifully produced. The selection of verses will please admirers of Dabral\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es work while attracting and inspiring new readers. . . . Both in the original Hindi and in the English renditions, Mangalesh Dabral's voice remains true and honest, an eloquent cry from the mountains that echoes in the city.\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eThe Hindu\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003e[Dabrals themes] are so simple they verge on being impersonal: childhood, sunshine, concerns about the future. Nothing here is developed enough to give it an individual character. It is up to the reader to supply the details. This poem, like many of Dabral’s works, escapes from impersonality only when the readers dip into their own memories and enrich the poem with their own associations.\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eWords Without Borders\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003eOne should use silence in order to tell about the aesthetics of absence in the poems of Mangalesh Dabral. His is a poetry of displacements inside of personal cities and abandoned oblivions; the duality of the world contained in each open door settles in his eye, as when someone goes away leaving both flowers and beggars behind. The translator of Herbert, Ritsos, and Neruda—Mangalesh Dabral—writes in Hindi and speaks about home, yet brings the dust of the world in among his lines.\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e—Nikola Madzirov, author of\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e Remnants of Another Age\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003eIn many of [Mangalesh Dabral’s] poems you can still feel the fresh Himalayan breeze and see the observing consciousness of the boy who has come from the village to the big city. Although now a praised and acknowledged poet, Mangalesh’s tone is still unassuming. Although critical as well: Is the world good enough for our children? Is human contact becoming reduced to impersonal communications via cell phones? Mangalesh’s poems are like fingertips that feel out the world and translate what they come across.\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e—Annette Van Der Hoek, Poetry International Foundation\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch6\u003ePublication Date: July 14, 2016\u003cbr\u003eISBN: \u003cstrong\u003e978-1-942683-12-4\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/h6\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e© BOA Editions, Ltd. 2016\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #696969;\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 12px;\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"BOA Editions, Ltd.","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":8420441477,"sku":"9781942683124","price":16.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0982\/0178\/products\/ThisNumberDoesNotExist_FinalFront.jpg?v=1527683642"},{"product_id":"seed-in-snow","title":"Seed in Snow","description":"\u003cp\u003eThis first US publication of Knuts Skujenieks—one of Latvia’s foremost contemporary poets—is the author’s most important and widely-translated body of work. Convicted in 1962 of anti-Soviet sentiment, Skujenieks wrote these poems during seven years of imprisonment at a labor camp in Mordovia. 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The pines themselves want to escape, the sun is saddened, and yet, because the landscape shares in the prisoners’ suffering, that suffering is made bearable. . . . Nature, fierce and simple, is always interwoven with emotions in these poems. . . . Skujenieks’ strength is his ability to universalize his experience. . . . The poems in \u003cem\u003eSeed in Snow\u003c\/em\u003e can use this sort of shared experience to transport the reader into a far-off reality most of us will never experience.”\u003cstrong\u003e—\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eWords Without Borders\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003eAlthough Skujenieks’s poetry has been translated into more than thirty languages, this is the first collection in English. The selection is centered on the years [he was imprisoned] in Mordovia. The poems are highly diverse in style, tone, and motif, but throughout, despite a sometimes dark worldview, an irrepressible spirit keeps breaking through. He shows emotion and man’s engagement with others and with the world around him in voices other than his own, both human and taken from nature: voices as varied as that of the biblical Jacob, the poet Vallejo, a road, and a snowflake. He creates a sense of univer­sality by conflating eras and events.”\u003cstrong\u003e—Bitite Vinklers, from the Introduction\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e© BOA Editions, Ltd. 2016\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"BOA Editions, Ltd.","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":17215841413,"sku":"9781942683223","price":16.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0982\/0178\/products\/SeedinSnow_FinalFront.jpg?v=1527683339"},{"product_id":"lighthouse-for-the-drowning","title":"Lighthouse for the Drowning","description":"\u003ch4\u003e\n\u003cb\u003eOn \u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci style=\"font-weight: bold;\"\u003eTrack for Journal\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cb\u003e List of \u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003eTen of the Most Anticipated Poetry Collections by People of Color in 2017\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003ePresented bilingually, this first US publication of Jawdat Fakhreddine—one of the major Lebanese names in modern Arabic poetry—establishes a revolutionary dialogue between international, modernist values and the Arabic tradition. Fakhreddine’s unique voice is a breakthrough for the poetic language of his generation—an approach that presents poetry as a beacon, a lighthouse that both opposes and penetrates all forms of darkness.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003eNight\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eThe dearest thing to me was the garden in prayer,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eas it bid the setting sun farewell.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eIt slid out of one dress and into another,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003ea fragrance quivering like visions in its robes.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eAnd I,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003edid I witness or disintegrate?\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eI cannot say.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eVisions are but trances.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eI feel myself slacken bit by bit.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eCome, then, oh night.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eSoon we will begin our ritual.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eYou will take me under your robes in diffidence, \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eand you will be as tender as you can,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003ebut sleep will soon defeat you.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eYou will abandon the temptations I have set for you:\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003ea book, a glass, a pack of cigarettes.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eYou will despair of me at midnight,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003ethrowing yourself into a fatigue of ash,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eand I will remain behind with my insomnia.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\u003cstrong\u003ePraise for \u003cem\u003eLighthouse for the Drowning \u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“‘\u003c\/span\u003eWords . . . are the lost homeland,\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003e Jawdat Fakhreddine claims in his ruthlessly self-scrutinizing \u003cem\u003eLighthouse for the Drowning\u003c\/em\u003e. Like Paul Celan and Taduesz Rozewicz, words are not the way back to what’s been lost, but rather they comprise the very \u003cspan\u003e‘\u003c\/span\u003erubble and remains\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003e of their losses. They carry as well the echoes of the \u003cspan\u003e‘\u003c\/span\u003eguiding voices\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003e that \u003cspan\u003e‘\u003c\/span\u003ehave died.\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003e Fakhreddine\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es dilemma, like Celan\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es and Rozewicz\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es, is to know what feelings and perceptions to trust. As a result, out of his lost Lebanon, out of his disillusionment in politics, he finds a spirit in poetry \u003cspan\u003e‘\u003c\/span\u003ethat flows from deep and rises effortlessly \/ to flicker like the passing sky.' If this sounds evanescent, it\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es not because the constant pressure of his lost homeland and of words seek to countermand any hope of finding a way out of history\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es dark and confusing labyrinth. Written twenty years ago, \u003cem\u003eLighthouse for the Drowning\u003c\/em\u003e is a clear and concise description of the present.\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e—\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eMichael Collier\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003eLighthouse for the Drowning\u003c\/em\u003e brings to the attention of an Anglophone readership a complete poetry collection (published for the first time in Arabic in 1996) by the prominent Lebanese poet and critic, Jawdat Fakhreddine. In the detailed Introduction to the translated collection (the first translator being the poet\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es own daughter), the collection is deftly situated within a context that lies between the tradition of pre-modern Arabic poetry and the quest for modernity, the combination of these two sources of inspiration being a pertinent aspect of the poet’s own muse. The language and sound of the original verse is described as being \u003cspan\u003e‘\u003c\/span\u003esimple and intimate,\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003e but a reading of the collection, whether in its original Arabic or in this accomplished translation, makes it abundantly clear that those qualities are an intrinsic part of the poet\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es aspiration to forge his own path within the variegated contexts of modern Arabic poetic creativity. The challenges inherent in the process of translation, translating poetry in general and this particular collection in particular, are also discussed—the preparation of an original \u003cspan\u003e‘\u003c\/span\u003eliteral\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003e version by the native-speaker of Arabic, the process of \u003cspan\u003e‘\u003c\/span\u003ecarrying across\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003e the ideas and images of that version into another cultural context, and the difficult task of reconciling the two. 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A unique figure in contemporary Italian poetry, Tarozzi draws significant influence from acclaimed American poets—Robert Lowell, Elizabeth Bishop, and James Merrill—interweaving powerful subjects with humor and heart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003eAfter\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eAfter\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eyou have packed the suitcase, shut off the gas,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eturned all the lights out, locked the door\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eand the courtyard entrance,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003ewhen you lean against a wall, afraid of falling,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eand wait, expecting the vehicle,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003ethe means that will transport you\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003efar away,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003ewhen the sky sails clear,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eblue, and annihilation above the overpass,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eand you have no past or future,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003ein that empty moment\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003epoetry pitches its tent.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003ePraise for \u003cem\u003eThe Living Theatre\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003eThis introduction to Bianca Tarozzi\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es always beautifully crafted lyrics—sometimes enigmatic narratives, sometimes mystical \u003cem\u003eapercus—\u003c\/em\u003eis a real gift to American readers who don\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003et already know the writer\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es work. Her \u003cem\u003eSelected Poems\u003c\/em\u003e have been elegantly translated by Jeanne Foster and Alan Williamson, who also provide illuminating introductions. The \u003cspan\u003e‘\u003c\/span\u003eliving theatre\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003e of Tarozzi\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es art (to use a phrase of her own) will engage and even enthrall those new to it while delighting those long hoping to see the original Italian texts in English.\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e—Sandra M. Gilbert\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“\u003c\/span\u003eHow satisfying at long last to have this collection in English of selected poems by one of my long-standing favorite Italian poets! Due to Jeanne Foster\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es and Alan Williamson\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003es thoughtful and heartfelt Introduction, and especially to their finely wrought versions of Tarozzi's \u003cspan\u003e‘\u003c\/span\u003epoem-stories,\u003cspan\u003e’\u003c\/span\u003e a whole new readership will be able to discover a voice that resonates with memories, inquiries, emotions, and deep poetic intelligence.\u003cspan\u003e”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e—Rebecca West\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch6\u003ePublication Date: November 14, 2017\u003cbr\u003eISBN:\u003cstrong\u003e 978-1-942683-51-3\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/h6\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e© BOA Editions, Ltd. 2017\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"BOA Editions, Ltd.","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":33015660553,"sku":"9781942683513","price":16.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0982\/0178\/products\/Living_Theatre_Final.jpg?v=1527683596"},{"product_id":"further-up-the-path","title":"Further Up the Path","description":"\u003cp\u003ePresented bilingually with a new English translation by Man Booker Prize-winning translator Jessica Cohen, these brief fables by Israeli author Daniel Oz engage with vast concepts about human nature. 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