By Amalya Hakobyan and Seda Nikoyan In the battlefield of life, you’re ahead of me In the dim of night, you’re the light of love Wherever you go, there’s a place in my heart That […]
We gather around the gash in the earth Called Dudan/Duda/Yudan Dere To commune with the dead Through time and space By measuring depth with the drop of a stone. We release one into the gorge/gouge […]
Rivers of patterns splay on a proud khachkar tall, baked by a glowing apricot sky and looming mountains, crisp like knuckles. All rocks cast a shadow. The mountains throw down a gaze where the daisy-yellow […]
Once more, tanks, leaning their black old bulks against the hopeless face of posterity which, already, hasn’t spoken to us for these many years… Tanks painted in fading shades, faces shaved in springtime, the unfolding […]
For a while, I have been looking at this world from a hand-knitted spaceship. Somewhere on Earth, someone is kissed for the first time. Somewhere on Earth, someone dies for the last time. Somewhere on […]
Fireflies I was taught not to fight darkness But to light a candle instead. As this world collapses One bullet at a time, I carry a candlestick Wherever I go. As bullets Land on my […]
Dear homeland, As you bleed from your open wounds And scream the melody of pain, I can’t help but notice The red flowers of Saryan in the rivers of your blood And the voice of […]
“It’s hard not to think of the prompt for this year’s Young Armenian Poets Awards (YAPA) as a dark harbinger of things to come for the Armenian people of Artsakh and, indeed, all Armenians around […]
Author’s note: I’m deeply grateful to Arthur Ovanesian and Perla Kantarjian for their invaluable suggestions. Yet again history has decided to visit the present. Like always, it has come unannounced, empty-handed. Once more, we said: […]
I didn’t realize it was a date – I never do. This skin, wrapped in so many layers, has forgotten where it begins. He was sweet – he always is. The conversation simmered as the […]
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