A Letter to Lost Armenians
My grandpa’s name was Mourad, He never told me what he thought, At least not about the mutual fight, That he and I both fought. He didn’t tell me he was proud, And I’m not […]
My grandpa’s name was Mourad, He never told me what he thought, At least not about the mutual fight, That he and I both fought. He didn’t tell me he was proud, And I’m not […]
From my position on the shore, I saw the sea of rolling tides Filled with the incarnadine gore That seeped through a murdered seal’s hide. The abrupt cessation of life At the hands of […]
A descendant of Armenian genocide survivors, Celeste Nazeli Snowber explores the relationship between longing, belonging and identity in her third book of poetry. With The Marrow of Longing, Snowber uncovers universal themes as she traces […]
Prelude A son, a grandson, Of this nation My nation Where I live Only in my heart Only in my soul. There was or was not… No, for sure there was A city, a town, […]
I’m no longer the same My Psyche …physique is changed Lost its power… its handsomeness I’m no longer the same After we lost so many sons … After we lost our ancient lands … I’m […]
Holding a long wooden dowel in her hand A learned tradition from her former land She batted and fluffed until it was full the cushiony and treasured pure lambswool With heavy needle and weighty thread […]
It was before a sold-out audience back in November 2019 when Lillian Avedian proclaimed her lifelong commitment to living out her Armenian feminist ideals. “I have found my voice,” she asserted during her reading of […]
The berry of the fruit crushes upon my tongue, bitter, sweet, savored. And the hills cascade into waves of green, rising with the patter of my footsteps, lowered by the weight of fruits of labor […]
Remember when we believed a Stepanakert street block was too far? Mesrop Mashtots, Vazgen Sargsyan street, and so on… well, new boundaries stack those blocks, and now there are thousands, maybe millions, blocking. My preschool […]
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