Christopher Atamian
Mrs. Zildjian and the Muslim Pendant
Lucine awoke from the three-hour apostolic service and turned her head from side to side. She looked up at the stained-glass windows and then at the beautiful crimson lanterns that her brother had designed for [...]
continue reading »Lola Koundakjian’s The Accidental Observer
A mulberry tree serendipitously discovered on West 87th Street. Fleeting memories of past loves and brief encounters. The changing of the seasons. These are some of the themes that Lola Koundakjian treats with sensitivity and [...]
continue reading »A Review of The Man in the Gray Flannel Skirt, by Jon-Jon Goulian
Pity poor Jon-Jon Goulian, who had to endure growing up in sunny La Jolla, California in a loving upper-middle-class family of doctors and lawyers and spend his summers surfing the Pacific and attending Andover Summer [...]
continue reading »Armenia: a State of Affairs
Although few diasporan publications covered the demonstrations at the beginning of March in Armenia in any detail, the latter were indicative of the direction in which the country is headed. As in the Arab countries, [...]
continue reading »Finding Zabel Yesayan, Finding Ourselves
At the beginning of the fine documentary Finding Zabel Yesayan, directors Lara Aharonian and Talin Suciyan attempt to track down the Yerevan street named after the famed writer — not an easy task. In fact, [...]
continue reading »On Translation: Sarafian, caught between two shores
Nigoghos Sarafian was a refugee. As with most refugees, and certainly those who happen to harbor any type of literary aspirations, the problem of language was central to the great French-Armenian (Armenian-French?) writer’s creative process [...]
continue reading »The Vincennes Woods
By Nigoghos Sarafian Translation copyright, Christopher Atamian, 2011 Editor’s note: Nigoghos Sarafian (1902-1972) was born to parents, who were natives of Agn, on a ship going to Bulgaria. He spent his childhood in Varna and [...]
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