February 2012
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The Ever-Shrinking World
The Ever-Shrinking World
by Jindřich Štyrský I imagine a girl’s movement, dissecting horror and memory, and nothing from the sacks of silliness I sit on escapes me. Emilie with the tiny Chinese feet is dead. I save only one lamp without stars, an orb without light. A mirror without image, ruins without memories. In the ivy and in that dwarf nut I rediscovered history, drawn out and losing...
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Jindřich Styrsky : poem + photo
I Built a Box I built a box Verdigris Stalks An aquarium, into it I threw Marie’s glove To always have in my sight The ruin Dead verdigris Dead stalks And the broken handle of a parasol Dead moons Of moss A celluloid nymph gone soft Many strange creatures Were not born in water
Photograph and text by Jindřich Štyrský translated from Czech by Jed Slast
Forthcoming in Dreamverse from Twisted...
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Texts to I Burn Paris
I Burn Paris by Bruno Jasienski will be back from the printers in a couple of weeks. In the meanwhile, we have posted some of it:
Excerpt here and translator’s afterword here
We posted a translation of Anatol Stern’s Preface to the 1957 edition here (not included in our edition).
