Evening Song - Elisaveta Bagyrana

Тhe rosary of my human days
         Is coming unstrung, has come unstrung.
       Slipping unstoppable
     Through my weary fingers,
        Are its black and white beads.

Dawn of Darkness - Ngũgĩ wa Thiong'o

I know, I know,
It threatens the common gestures of human bonding
The handshake,
The hug

Singularity - Tibor Babiczky

When you step forth as
yourself, in full armour,
with each step making
the caverns of the subconscious
collapse, and all wisdom shrinks back.

Resignation (Story 1) - Saadi Shirazi

Our happiness is given by God alone,
And by strong arms and fingers is not won; 
When heaven refuses thee fair fortune’s smile 
Thy bravest efforts cannot her beguile;

Love - Regina Ullmann

You can see! Then mind that your eyes see nothing like what was once seen!

A Question of Life - Daniel Flores y Ascencio

Death
ambushes at every corner
and at times
brute sentiment
and rage 
distend my heart 
like a stretch sock. 

Bags - Blerina Rogova Gaxha

and just like that
it was time to pack up and leave
to roll up my life
move it from the small apartment
into a larger one

Blazing sun - Batool Abu Akleen

I’m burning my fingers
they’re melting one after the other
slowly, as war passes slowly:

Seasons - Nametso Dorothy Phonchi

Sunshine, sunset
Coffees and milk shakes
Sneezing, weeping,
Candy flaws and sweet bananas,

Dawn in the Valley - Fily Dabo Sissoko

In the sun’s path
three tongues of fire
stripe the azure sky.