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 [...]
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Translated by Jennifer Manoukian This poem, written at the age of seventeen, is Zabel Yessayan’s first published work. It appeared in the first volume of Arshag Chobanian’s literary journal Dzaghig (Constantinople) in 1895. Come, oh [...]
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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 »When Kim Novak, a “method”-trained actress asked Alfred Hitchcock what her motivation was to go up the tower in the film “Vertigo,” Hitchcock answered, “Just go up, dearie, it’s only a movie.” That anecdote comes [...]
continue reading »Letters after Saroyan The War Department is a bucket of rain we left out on the porch. Each day the water gradually disappears like family members after holiday dinners; one by one the sleep takes [...]
continue reading »David Kherdian came of age as a writer when small presses and journals — City Lights, Evergreen Review, Origin, Ark II/Moby I — were ripping to pieces the whole literary fabric. It was San Francisco, 1960, [...]
continue reading »Birth Quake Earth danced today And all we had was our feet, And all we could do was Freeze Wait Wait For however long it took For her to decide If she would stomp her [...]
continue reading »Aksel Bakunts (Alexander Stepani Tevosyan) was born in Goris, in Russian Armenia, on June 13, 1899. After secondary school, Bakunts studied agriculture in the Ukraine and became an agronomist traveling through the provinces of Armenia [...]
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